Okay. He thinks he knows what this reminds him of. )
... Sorry.
( He lifts his fingers from both the horns and the wings, now equipped with knowledge he hasn't the slightest clue what to do with, all in the sound of Barrett's voice, that much rougher in his ears.
But once he's lifted his fingers, he kind of finds, gazing at Barrett and how red he's gone from behind, that he would've rather left them be. )
... I got the splinters out. Did you want me to come in?
( He could keep to work on Barrett's back, but maybe he'd prefer Mithrun away from there right now. )
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Hm.
Hm...
Okay. He thinks he knows what this reminds him of. )
... Sorry.
( He lifts his fingers from both the horns and the wings, now equipped with knowledge he hasn't the slightest clue what to do with, all in the sound of Barrett's voice, that much rougher in his ears.
But once he's lifted his fingers, he kind of finds, gazing at Barrett and how red he's gone from behind, that he would've rather left them be. )
... I got the splinters out. Did you want me to come in?
( He could keep to work on Barrett's back, but maybe he'd prefer Mithrun away from there right now. )