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theroadwarrior) wrote2016-10-07 12:29 pm
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Mm. Will answer the best I can.
[Which is no easy feat to be offered such things from him, Caitlyn.
He just appreciates being willing to step foot in that mess of a city.
Speaking of which, more seriously:]
Just don't get caught by her.
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I won't.
[She takes note of his crooked fingers, the care with which he folds the map, the jittery way he looks around... It all speaks to someone who has suffered something traumatic, whether in his world or in Solmara, if not both.
As Caitlyn stands to leave, she reaches out in what she intends to be a kind gesture, intending to lay a hand on his shoulder.]
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An instinctive reaction, one born from years of both enduring and using violence. In another headspace, at another point in his life, his response could've -- would've -- been a messier affair... but he just bites the inside of his cheek and sees the gesture for what it is.
He offers a slight nod.
Maybe it's a sign he's not hopeless, after all.]