[ Bastien serenely smiles and nods at stubborn, and at the explanation, he touches his hand to his own body beneath the water, fingers hooked, approximating Byerly’s scar. Imagining it—the smell, the chaos, the terror. Then being told it was very attractive of him to have gone through it.
He sounds somewhat absent when he answers, ]
That I tripped in the way of someone else’s fight, usually.
[ His focus resharpens and he smiles. ]
Or that I was trying to stop it, if I wanted to sound a little less incompetent.
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Date: 2021-03-28 02:35 pm (UTC)He sounds somewhat absent when he answers, ]
That I tripped in the way of someone else’s fight, usually.
[ His focus resharpens and he smiles. ]
Or that I was trying to stop it, if I wanted to sound a little less incompetent.