You learn to stand alone at last
So brave, and bold, and strong, and stout
"Oh no, this is certainly civilised - the town is beautiful. It's much nicer than Sanctuary...and I know your Governor. I'm sure he'll do a good job." Though Sam wondered if as a self-proclaimed thief if Zephyr might not be a fan of the upholders of the law. Still, Remi was (usually) good at being fair and he suspected the man might be willing to let some things slide in response for good deals.
He was caught up enough in the sight of the sea to not notice when Zephyr got close and he flinched with a gasp at the sudden whisper in his ear, hand zipping back to rest on his leg. "I--I didn't think you'd notice. Um. Sorry." At first he wanted to point out that Zephyr had no idea what he had in his pocket and it might be very much worth stealing, but he thought better of it a second later. There was no point advertising yourself to a thief.
While Sam had certainly noticed that the man was attractive, it was when their hands met that his heart actually jumped a little, though partially anxious from the talk of stealing: he'd always liked big hands with clear experience written on them. Gods, he'd been lonely for too long. He was beginning to project onto men's hands.
"A lowly dock worker...and a thief." He corrected, a small smile on his lips now. "Zeph is a nice name. Is it short for anything?"
He was caught up enough in the sight of the sea to not notice when Zephyr got close and he flinched with a gasp at the sudden whisper in his ear, hand zipping back to rest on his leg. "I--I didn't think you'd notice. Um. Sorry." At first he wanted to point out that Zephyr had no idea what he had in his pocket and it might be very much worth stealing, but he thought better of it a second later. There was no point advertising yourself to a thief.
While Sam had certainly noticed that the man was attractive, it was when their hands met that his heart actually jumped a little, though partially anxious from the talk of stealing: he'd always liked big hands with clear experience written on them. Gods, he'd been lonely for too long. He was beginning to project onto men's hands.
"A lowly dock worker...and a thief." He corrected, a small smile on his lips now. "Zeph is a nice name. Is it short for anything?"
You learn somehow to like the dark, even love the doubt
SAMUEL
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