( unlike him? well. he supposes that much is true. on a normal day, he'd rather clamp down on a desire than pursue it. today has been anything but; there's a dim connection there, between searching out people at parties and the avoidance of his own, but it will take a clearer head to make solid. as things are, one ear turns back, chasing kizuna's observation, and the look he gets as a reward for speaking up is baleful at best.
on the other paw. perhaps there's another hidden desire under all the seethe, the quiet kind of voice that says, i want to be seen. i want to be heard. perhaps that's what makes him pause, in the empty gilded halls, to turn back to kizuna properly. to take his hand. kirma is no more thrilled for it, no less on the verge of something dark, but— he's trying. )
You seem like the type of person that'd easily be taken for granted.
( if it's true, he doesn't know. it's a similarity that he's felt, that's all; something that binds him. and: ) It was something a bit like that.
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on the other paw. perhaps there's another hidden desire under all the seethe, the quiet kind of voice that says, i want to be seen. i want to be heard. perhaps that's what makes him pause, in the empty gilded halls, to turn back to kizuna properly. to take his hand. kirma is no more thrilled for it, no less on the verge of something dark, but— he's trying. )
You seem like the type of person that'd easily be taken for granted.
( if it's true, he doesn't know. it's a similarity that he's felt, that's all; something that binds him. and: ) It was something a bit like that.