[Paul never really had. They were almost feral when they weren't under the watchful eye of the Priest, a pack of wild, unloved and angry boys eating each other alive, and anyone getting close was a threat. Because of course they'd strike if they were there, right?
Loki had been hoping for a little more. Why Paul was here. (No, he wasn't going to let go of it. He couldn't. Not when Trouble liked following them sometimes.) What happened during any of their in between time, what Paul had been doing with himself. Still, he wasn't disappointed. Six words were better than none.
He smiles back, stomach twisting with the pure hungry joy of getting to see Paul like this. Smiling. At ease. Basically, anyway. Enough.]
I could say the same thing about you. Suppose time does that to a person though... And it's been what, a decade?
[The word, the audacity of time having moved that much was given a huff and a pull of his lips that sat half empty on his face.]
Tell me about someplace else you ended up. [He just wants to hear Paul talk and he moves around to the open seat next to him, parking himself comfortably on it's edge, their knees almost but not quite touching.] Or maybe a warm place you've been. Winters been long as hell and I miss sunshine.
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Date: 2023-10-01 09:16 pm (UTC)Loki had been hoping for a little more. Why Paul was here. (No, he wasn't going to let go of it. He couldn't. Not when Trouble liked following them sometimes.) What happened during any of their in between time, what Paul had been doing with himself. Still, he wasn't disappointed. Six words were better than none.
He smiles back, stomach twisting with the pure hungry joy of getting to see Paul like this. Smiling. At ease. Basically, anyway. Enough.]
I could say the same thing about you. Suppose time does that to a person though... And it's been what, a decade?
[The word, the audacity of time having moved that much was given a huff and a pull of his lips that sat half empty on his face.]
Tell me about someplace else you ended up. [He just wants to hear Paul talk and he moves around to the open seat next to him, parking himself comfortably on it's edge, their knees almost but not quite touching.] Or maybe a warm place you've been. Winters been long as hell and I miss sunshine.