(Absolutely peachy. Green isn’t my favorite color, but function over fashion for the moment, hm?)
[ steel trap smile. he lets her cling to the fabric as he does the very same. clutching on to familiarity soothes so many nerves, but one remains bright hot, a thorn in the web of thumb and forefinger.
glass bends, warps a little, but remains smokey as ever, as he lets out a very soft refrain of someone’s name, unintelligible and murky. simple enough, two syllables. a soft shake of the head. it was like this when he’d come aboard the station, right? no juno. wherever he is, juno is spiteful enough to perhaps survive it. he’s faith enough in him to hold out hope for that much. so the longing and concern is a brief wash, a hand passing through gauzy curtains. ]
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[ steel trap smile. he lets her cling to the fabric as he does the very same. clutching on to familiarity soothes so many nerves, but one remains bright hot, a thorn in the web of thumb and forefinger.
glass bends, warps a little, but remains smokey as ever, as he lets out a very soft refrain of someone’s name, unintelligible and murky. simple enough, two syllables. a soft shake of the head. it was like this when he’d come aboard the station, right? no juno. wherever he is, juno is spiteful enough to perhaps survive it. he’s faith enough in him to hold out hope for that much. so the longing and concern is a brief wash, a hand passing through gauzy curtains. ]
( Everyone else is very late. )