[ A tempestuous exhale bursts free from him when Sasuke sits down nearby, taking with it some of the gut-wrenching tension that was shredding his insides. The look he shoots the other young man, pupils dilated wide from adrenaline, is nothing short of appreciative. He nods in agreement with what Sasuke explains to Jonas, absently digging out the pocketknife he’s taken to carrying on him since the last full moon. ]
Don’t have claws yet, [ he begins awkwardly, an embarrassed murmur, to reassure them before bringing the knife anywhere near his wrists so he can cut the strands of silk free. ] Uh, anyway… I’d rather not drag this out.
[ The pocketknife clicks closed. Stiles dumps the loosed spider silk into his lap, then peers at it with a thousand-mile stare. ]
It has to do with why I didn’t want to Bond. [ Unsurprisingly, restless fingers pick at the silk to keep busy. ] Something happened, right before I was brought here. I lost my best friend and girlfriend over it.
[ And while he’s done his best to avoid thinking about Scott and Malia, a note of abject misery colors his voice at mention of them. Seeing Lydia last month has only made the heartache worse. ]
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Don’t have claws yet, [ he begins awkwardly, an embarrassed murmur, to reassure them before bringing the knife anywhere near his wrists so he can cut the strands of silk free. ] Uh, anyway… I’d rather not drag this out.
[ The pocketknife clicks closed. Stiles dumps the loosed spider silk into his lap, then peers at it with a thousand-mile stare. ]
It has to do with why I didn’t want to Bond. [ Unsurprisingly, restless fingers pick at the silk to keep busy. ] Something happened, right before I was brought here. I lost my best friend and girlfriend over it.
[ And while he’s done his best to avoid thinking about Scott and Malia, a note of abject misery colors his voice at mention of them. Seeing Lydia last month has only made the heartache worse. ]