maybe we exist to bleed
There’s a nod, a slight jump when Rusty calls out from the back room. Already he realizes that it’s unlikely the man will see the nod, but he can hear the boys moving to begin to move the items over. It gives Glas time to focus on Noah and the questions offered – even if the young crafter doesn’t meet the other man’s gaze. He still looks at Noah, he just doesn’t look anywhere near his face.
The question gives him something else to focus on and Glas nods to that. “I-I have before… Yes.” He says quietly, chewing on the inside of his cheek, lifting a hand up to push a bit of blonde hair from his face, nodding again as the question gathers some clarification. But there’s some bit of surprise that crosses his face, his hands immediately finding the note again and fiddling with it to have something to do with it.
“O-okay.” He manages, head lowering a small amount, ducked between his shoulders almost as he considers it. “D-do you think… they will?” He asks, nothing had let him consider that option and suddenly he wonders if maybe he should just make a new table by scratch and have it delivered rather than face that possibility.
The question gives him something else to focus on and Glas nods to that. “I-I have before… Yes.” He says quietly, chewing on the inside of his cheek, lifting a hand up to push a bit of blonde hair from his face, nodding again as the question gathers some clarification. But there’s some bit of surprise that crosses his face, his hands immediately finding the note again and fiddling with it to have something to do with it.
“O-okay.” He manages, head lowering a small amount, ducked between his shoulders almost as he considers it. “D-do you think… they will?” He asks, nothing had let him consider that option and suddenly he wonders if maybe he should just make a new table by scratch and have it delivered rather than face that possibility.
maybe we exist to burn
GLAS
