( he can tell when the mood in the air shifts, but he can't say why. not the first time it's happened, nor is this the first person it's happened with, but all he can think is that some people seem to make things more complicated than they need to be. it's a constant struggle of misplaced expectation, isn't it— kirma lives without any, and yet, this seems unfathomable to everyone he meets, here.
he will break their hold, then, arms moving to lazily encircle aventurine's waist instead. his face does not change in expression, but his ears fold back, a downcast turn reflected in his eyes. the look is a fleeting one— it fades as the taste of iron hits his tongue, though the ears remain where they are. )
Is that what you want from me? Cruelty and punishment?
( it's hard not to look at aventurine's neck, with that one. the world is much bigger than he ever realized before coming here, so perhaps by some miracle the connotations of such a thing are wildly different than what he'd assume, but back home the only visible brands and tattoos are for criminals, outcasts, property. there's a reason why his own is somewhere more discreet. )
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he will break their hold, then, arms moving to lazily encircle aventurine's waist instead. his face does not change in expression, but his ears fold back, a downcast turn reflected in his eyes. the look is a fleeting one— it fades as the taste of iron hits his tongue, though the ears remain where they are. )
Is that what you want from me? Cruelty and punishment?
( it's hard not to look at aventurine's neck, with that one. the world is much bigger than he ever realized before coming here, so perhaps by some miracle the connotations of such a thing are wildly different than what he'd assume, but back home the only visible brands and tattoos are for criminals, outcasts, property. there's a reason why his own is somewhere more discreet. )