[ It takes him a bit longer the second time around to move, since it hurts in a way that Sebastian really isn’t accustomed to. He’s experienced a lot of creative ways to hurt and “die” in his long life, but high voltage of this sort is solidly something well past the realm of 19th century England. With a partial groan, he pushes himself up a little, though it’s awkward because of the restraints. ]
Why would I have any—
[ Sebastian starts to retort sharply, since from her words and surprise alone, he assumes she’s questioning whatever the drones have done. It’s not until he’s able to sit up further and look at her again that he sees where her eyes have fallen, and…
He clicks his tongue in annoyance, but it’s followed with a heavy sigh. He knew it would be found out eventually, but what an irritating way for it to come about. He would have much preferred it to be a revelation much more under his control rather than left up to chance. So, in his annoyance and his lingering pain, he defaults to a sharp bitterness to match it. After all, just that question, ”how”, that comes with its own problems. ]
A question I cannot answer, as it turns out.
[ As Sebastian and Hayame both deal with their separate problems, the two drones seem to make their own decision, and they hover nearby each of them. There’s a definite sense that they’re continuing to observe the pair like chaperones. Chaperdrones, one could say… ]
no subject
Why would I have any—
[ Sebastian starts to retort sharply, since from her words and surprise alone, he assumes she’s questioning whatever the drones have done. It’s not until he’s able to sit up further and look at her again that he sees where her eyes have fallen, and…
He clicks his tongue in annoyance, but it’s followed with a heavy sigh. He knew it would be found out eventually, but what an irritating way for it to come about. He would have much preferred it to be a revelation much more under his control rather than left up to chance. So, in his annoyance and his lingering pain, he defaults to a sharp bitterness to match it. After all, just that question, ”how”, that comes with its own problems. ]
A question I cannot answer, as it turns out.
[ As Sebastian and Hayame both deal with their separate problems, the two drones seem to make their own decision, and they hover nearby each of them. There’s a definite sense that they’re continuing to observe the pair like chaperones. Chaperdrones, one could say… ]