( in the same way that his would, for himself. even with the mark of the spade barely traced on the back of his neck, though, he’s beginning to understand the appeal of those feelings. at the same time, he knows he shouldn’t get carried away, no matter how much he’d like to— the gritted teeth is as much to keep his thoughts in check as it is from annoyance at esi’s continued yapping. )
For someone so concerned with appearances, you don’t seem to care much about your dignity. ( is he one to talk? the scar on his arm says otherwise, but you know. it’s different. ) Why come here at all? Go back to your proper room.
( the words are fairly meaningless, when he has esi’s wrist held so tight. go back to your room, he says, while making sure there’s no way he could possibly do so. only when they bump against the edge of the bed does he hesitate, distracted by the obstacle, the logistics. deeper in the throes of a suit, it would be easy to move forward—
without that, he simply lets go, averting his gaze. the set of his ears and low angle of his tail speak enough to his upset, sulking even, but that’s all. )
no subject
( in the same way that his would, for himself. even with the mark of the spade barely traced on the back of his neck, though, he’s beginning to understand the appeal of those feelings. at the same time, he knows he shouldn’t get carried away, no matter how much he’d like to— the gritted teeth is as much to keep his thoughts in check as it is from annoyance at esi’s continued yapping. )
For someone so concerned with appearances, you don’t seem to care much about your dignity. ( is he one to talk? the scar on his arm says otherwise, but you know. it’s different. ) Why come here at all? Go back to your proper room.
( the words are fairly meaningless, when he has esi’s wrist held so tight. go back to your room, he says, while making sure there’s no way he could possibly do so. only when they bump against the edge of the bed does he hesitate, distracted by the obstacle, the logistics. deeper in the throes of a suit, it would be easy to move forward—
without that, he simply lets go, averting his gaze. the set of his ears and low angle of his tail speak enough to his upset, sulking even, but that’s all. )