[ dolph doesn't say for now. he doesn't say how long. there's no point bringing it up. neither of them have ever been that foolish, that blinded. instead he traces the lines with reverence, the lighting glinting off his metal.
he leans against vash with a sigh, threading their fingers together. ]
Do you want to talk about it?
[ what happened back home, he means. dolph feels there is some strain there. he knew things were hectic back in no man's land. things left unfinished. ]
no subject
he leans against vash with a sigh, threading their fingers together. ]
Do you want to talk about it?
[ what happened back home, he means. dolph feels there is some strain there. he knew things were hectic back in no man's land. things left unfinished. ]