LOCKE
One eyebrow quirks up and he hums softly. "Don't got a problem with you guys. Or the Abandoned. Mostly got a problem with the people who do." It's muttered, like he's not sure he wants her to hear it. He keeps trying to tell himself that he doesn't care but he does. Probably because all these cute Ascended keep biting him. It doesn't help that he's grown morals recently.
He doesn't notice the blush or maybe he does, either way he doesn't comment. After all, his own face is flushed as well. He's never been very good at hiding that kind of thing. "I'll try not to take that as a personal invitation, you know, pretty Ascended boyfriend and all. But I'll put it on my list of sights to see."
He doesn't notice the blush or maybe he does, either way he doesn't comment. After all, his own face is flushed as well. He's never been very good at hiding that kind of thing. "I'll try not to take that as a personal invitation, you know, pretty Ascended boyfriend and all. But I'll put it on my list of sights to see."
I know I was born and I know that I'll die
The in-between is mine
The in-between is mine
