[ it’s remarkable that dextera still jolts like it could have been his fault, since no one has ever accused him, voiceless as he is, of being loud.
then the apology comes with a smile, and dextera’s tense shoulders drop a scant inch. he doesn’t know this person—though at this point, with everything that’s been happening around them and with the end of the world looming over his head for a second time, worrying about strangers should be the last thing on his mind. ]
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[ his intention isn’t to commune, but the lines between them all have blurred, sharing emotions and thoughts, and dextera does have a particularly busy mind. guilt, fear, dread, zenith and meridian both twisting around one another as his heart wars against himself. who is this man? what is he going to do? what is he hearing? questions bullet through his mind, but all he actually does is… nod. it is noisy. that, he can agree with.
for a blank face, watching marc like a prey animal prepared to run, it seems as if there’s an awful lot going on. ]
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then the apology comes with a smile, and dextera’s tense shoulders drop a scant inch. he doesn’t know this person—though at this point, with everything that’s been happening around them and with the end of the world looming over his head for a second time, worrying about strangers should be the last thing on his mind. ]
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[ his intention isn’t to commune, but the lines between them all have blurred, sharing emotions and thoughts, and dextera does have a particularly busy mind. guilt, fear, dread, zenith and meridian both twisting around one another as his heart wars against himself. who is this man? what is he going to do? what is he hearing? questions bullet through his mind, but all he actually does is… nod. it is noisy. that, he can agree with.
for a blank face, watching marc like a prey animal prepared to run, it seems as if there’s an awful lot going on. ]