(notes the way stiles sights past him. jonas plans to move his head, intentionally putting himself in line with the blanker stare, but decides against it when things start to get climactic.
he's not up-to-date on his supernatural beings, or monsters, or mythical creatures, but he knows what a chimera is and it sounds terrifying in its own right. some of the twisted versions of their friends, here in aefenglom, have intimidated him; stiles himself is going through changes that've given him pause. to be forcibly turned into something sounds beyond the scope of his imagining.
but this donovan is bad. to jonas, he's marked as the villain instantly, a threat against stiles and his family. sasuke speaks up and this time he has nothing to rear back and angrily declare.
expression shifting, darkening, his cold silence drapes like a thick blanket, fists on his knees practically creaking with how tight and white-knuckled his grip on nothing is. it's how he acted after alex left him to hangโsuspended by the soul by the sunkenโin front of chalk drawings and schematics, mirroring the only object he could focus on: a swinging, flickering, dying light on a string.
you... are an evil person.)
Go on. (quietly at first, then stronger:) It's alright, go ahead.
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he's not up-to-date on his supernatural beings, or monsters, or mythical creatures, but he knows what a chimera is and it sounds terrifying in its own right. some of the twisted versions of their friends, here in aefenglom, have intimidated him; stiles himself is going through changes that've given him pause. to be forcibly turned into something sounds beyond the scope of his imagining.
but this donovan is bad. to jonas, he's marked as the villain instantly, a threat against stiles and his family. sasuke speaks up and this time he has nothing to rear back and angrily declare.
expression shifting, darkening, his cold silence drapes like a thick blanket, fists on his knees practically creaking with how tight and white-knuckled his grip on nothing is. it's how he acted after alex left him to hangโsuspended by the soul by the sunkenโin front of chalk drawings and schematics, mirroring the only object he could focus on: a swinging, flickering, dying light on a string.
you... are an evil person.)
Go on. (quietly at first, then stronger:) It's alright, go ahead.