[Still anxious. His face burns when Luca looks at him. He feels sick when he thinks of how he simply up and left. He wishes he could take it back, but he's still unsure how to be fucking Normal about any of this. There's something stirring in his chest that he hasn't actually felt before, and it feels like suffocating and drowning and flying at the same time.
He's not better. He's just going back to his normal role of killing things and watching over the area. He looks better because, as it turns out, he's adept at masking things when it comes to unrelated people. Not Luca.
His tail flicks.]
—you made me something? [He falls into step at Luca's back. No closer.]
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[Still anxious. His face burns when Luca looks at him. He feels sick when he thinks of how he simply up and left. He wishes he could take it back, but he's still unsure how to be fucking Normal about any of this. There's something stirring in his chest that he hasn't actually felt before, and it feels like suffocating and drowning and flying at the same time.
He's not better. He's just going back to his normal role of killing things and watching over the area. He looks better because, as it turns out, he's adept at masking things when it comes to unrelated people. Not Luca.
His tail flicks.]
—you made me something? [He falls into step at Luca's back. No closer.]