[ They linger like that for a moment, just watching each other. Ephemera swallows hard. And he wonders, suddenly, what it'd be like if they did this with more intent. If maybe he could manage it. Something mutual.
Maybe. Not right now, not like this, but -
One day. That'd be nice, he thinks. ]
Yeah.
[ His voice is soft. Then he sighs, and rolls onto his side. Facing the wall, his back to Drake. It feels -
Safe, like that. Drake will watch his back. Always has. ]
no subject
Maybe. Not right now, not like this, but -
One day. That'd be nice, he thinks. ]
Yeah.
[ His voice is soft. Then he sighs, and rolls onto his side. Facing the wall, his back to Drake. It feels -
Safe, like that. Drake will watch his back. Always has. ]