[ Played along? What does that-- oh. There's probably only one thing that means, considering what Duplicity is like. Drake feels sick, his pulse thudding faster as the anger twists in him again. Sharkface wasn't ready for that, and though it's better than drowning it still sparks something fierce and protective in him. And... jealous, maybe? That he'd let someone else touch him like that, even if he didn't actually want it. He shoves that down as an unhelpful emotion, and then the anger, just focusing on keeping his breathing steady for the other man. ]
I'm sorry.
[ He lifts his hand back to Sharkface's head, this time just cradling it against his shoulder with his hand protectively over the implant. It's all he can do now. ]
no subject
I'm sorry.
[ He lifts his hand back to Sharkface's head, this time just cradling it against his shoulder with his hand protectively over the implant. It's all he can do now. ]
You made it through. You survived.