[There is no reaction from him when the fingers reach out to brush his hair. The golden eye stares back the damaged red one in silence, listening to the words. A small smile appears on his lips. Silco is right, there is no stopping for men like them. Not as long as the breath runs in their lungs.]
Body and mind will remember. [He says in agreement and raises his other hand to place on top of Silco's fingers, the leather of glove concealing the ugly burnt underneath it. A small sign of comradery. ]
And what do you get out from doing this for her? Love? Gratitude? Salvation?
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Date: 2024-06-29 04:59 pm (UTC)Body and mind will remember. [He says in agreement and raises his other hand to place on top of Silco's fingers, the leather of glove concealing the ugly burnt underneath it. A small sign of comradery. ]
And what do you get out from doing this for her? Love? Gratitude? Salvation?