Alright. [He won’t push it. But he doesn’t take her hand again just for the sake of not smearing her with more blood. Great. He’s going to need to either take a cold wash or haul water to heat up to get a hot one. And he’s going to have to scrap these clothes because he isn’t sure they won’t be stained even cleaned.
The jacket is maybe worse. He doesn’t know if it’s lacquered for protection. Dammit.
His pace increases accidentally, and he has to force himself to wait for her. It’s clear, though, that he’s going over a thousand things in his head by his silence and his intense gaze at nothing in particular. A lot of planning and organization. It really isn’t a look most thirteen year old boys have.]
[The hand surprises him, but he doesn’t toss it off.] There’s a lot to do. [Without yanking, he brings her along. Back to the Flavo cottage since that’s where all of his supplies are in the first place.]
If you want to go home, you can. I’ve got to... [Well, he just kind of glances down at himself. Yeah. Bear blood and stuff. It’s fine.] Do some cleaning. [The jacket more importantly.]
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The jacket is maybe worse. He doesn’t know if it’s lacquered for protection. Dammit.
His pace increases accidentally, and he has to force himself to wait for her. It’s clear, though, that he’s going over a thousand things in his head by his silence and his intense gaze at nothing in particular. A lot of planning and organization. It really isn’t a look most thirteen year old boys have.]
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Which is why she quietly reaches out to catch hold of his hand anyway. It's fine. She doesn't care about getting dirty. ]
You're... thinking really hard.
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If you want to go home, you can. I’ve got to... [Well, he just kind of glances down at himself. Yeah. Bear blood and stuff. It’s fine.] Do some cleaning. [The jacket more importantly.]
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[ And he got like this protecting her in the first place. Kisa can definitely assist with cleaning. ]