LOCKE
"More or less." Lately, he doesn't feel like he belongs anywhere really. Torchline is stifling but then again, so is everywhere else. She doesn't mention Safrin and he doesn't either. Instead he gives her a wide grin, "Strange places are usually the best places to meet people, I've found." After all, he met Nate at the edge of a waterfall, that's pretty weird fuckin' place to meet someone, right? Maybe he's got a new bestie here.
His grin falls though and he rolls a shoulder, clearly and suddenly uncomfortable. "Not mine. They belong to my friend. Just helpin' out." He doesn't want to acknowledge that fact that maybe he did run away from his own and he wasn't sure when he'd be home either. Locke's head tilts to one side as she speaks, confused at her confusion. And then he remembers that Ascended can steal shifts.
By biting.
"Depends if you want it, I suppose." He meant to lend a helping paw, not a vein but hey. One day he's going to get his throat torn out, isn't he?
His grin falls though and he rolls a shoulder, clearly and suddenly uncomfortable. "Not mine. They belong to my friend. Just helpin' out." He doesn't want to acknowledge that fact that maybe he did run away from his own and he wasn't sure when he'd be home either. Locke's head tilts to one side as she speaks, confused at her confusion. And then he remembers that Ascended can steal shifts.
By biting.
"Depends if you want it, I suppose." He meant to lend a helping paw, not a vein but hey. One day he's going to get his throat torn out, isn't he?
I know I was born and I know that I'll die
The in-between is mine
The in-between is mine
