[Cain's legs wrap hard around his narrow waist and abruptly, his world spins. It takes a moment for the dizziness to settle, for his vision to right itself again, and then he finds himself looking up into the other man's face, the words sinking into him like stones. Subtly, he frowns.]
I did say that, didn't I.
[He thinks he did, somewhere along the way, even if the details are already hazy now. And this world, whatever this place is-- it isn't his. It isn't Vesuvia, and whilst they have their own horror here, it seems, it isn't the one he knows. He sighs, long and low, lifts long, pale fingers to his face.]
Alright. If you're really so insistent. Just...don't be alarmed. I'm not contagious, anymore.
[And he lifts the patch away, at last, the eye beneath it squinting against the low light. Clearly functioning, then, the perfect twin to the one beside it, except the sclera is a diseased and bloodied red.]
no subject
I did say that, didn't I.
[He thinks he did, somewhere along the way, even if the details are already hazy now. And this world, whatever this place is-- it isn't his. It isn't Vesuvia, and whilst they have their own horror here, it seems, it isn't the one he knows. He sighs, long and low, lifts long, pale fingers to his face.]
Alright. If you're really so insistent. Just...don't be alarmed. I'm not contagious, anymore.
[And he lifts the patch away, at last, the eye beneath it squinting against the low light. Clearly functioning, then, the perfect twin to the one beside it, except the sclera is a diseased and bloodied red.]