[ what makes for a good book anymore? is it a story that tugs on the heartstrings or the satisfaction of a clear-cut ending? ]
Is that so?
[ if artemy is actually watching and not simply teasing, he'll see nodd's pulse spike.
nodd's time on the eudora taught him to be more patient, less impulsive. to hold is tongue. that he remains turbulent, despite his training. that he feels less himself with his elven blood cut off. so he should enjoy that the water is warm and he has artemy's attention. not push.
he's so much better at pushing. ]
What is it telling you? [ so close. really, really close. his hand, creeping to brush artemy's knee underwater. ]
[ there's the briefest twitch, but not away from his touch. artemy watches that pulse jump and closes his eyes. it feels good... to have survived, to be alive, to have somehow avoided an unraveling of himself.
he lets his hand trail downwards, brushing the tips of his fingers along nodd's throat. he takes a breath and a moment. ]
It says enough.
[ tapping softly against the pulse. a little lift of the brow. ]
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Is that so?
[ if artemy is actually watching and not simply teasing, he'll see nodd's pulse spike.
nodd's time on the eudora taught him to be more patient, less impulsive. to hold is tongue. that he remains turbulent, despite his training. that he feels less himself with his elven blood cut off. so he should enjoy that the water is warm and he has artemy's attention. not push.
he's so much better at pushing. ]
What is it telling you? [ so close. really, really close. his hand, creeping to brush artemy's knee underwater. ]
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he lets his hand trail downwards, brushing the tips of his fingers along nodd's throat. he takes a breath and a moment. ]
It says enough.
[ tapping softly against the pulse. a little lift of the brow. ]
There's something you want.