Lips twitch, threatening a smile at the words that Kappa gives him. Kappa gives him too much credit speaking on how he knew that he was a fighter … Siren perhaps hadn’t always been but he had no choice now, or maybe he had always been … He didn’t really know anymore. His life has made itself into a flurry of twists and turns, it was all one big mess after the other.
He hopes that Kappa doesn’t notice how his expression falters for a brief moment before he’s really letting a smile shine through and responding. ❝ Of course. I am a big bad strong shark after all. ❞ A light flutter of laughter follows the seemingly playful words.
He felt like he had more clarity in this moment, with Kappa here … Kappa made things make sense in ways they had never made sense before. If Kappa was near, he felt he could take on anything and everything if he had to, Kappa gave him strength that he didn’t know he could have.
❝ Yeah? Think it goes well with my charm? Adds to it? ❞ Making light of a mark that will be with him for the rest of his life, however long that is. He tries not to outwardly flinch after thinking such thoughts but you can see a flash in his eyes, something brief in passing.
He shakes it all off in favor of smiling gently and more genuinely at Kappa. ❝ I’m so glad to see you too … ❞ He utters such a thing right back, eyes and expression oh so gentle just for him, for Kappa.
The question is one that he refuses to answer with a lie. ❝ I’m … Not … But I’m better now. ❞ Because I’m with you, is left unsaid. ❝ … And I will be more okay over time … What about you? Are you okay? Really, though. ❞ He asks the same question, worry settling itself back into his gaze.
the small differences in the other’s features grow the ball of anxiety in his chest. it works itself upward, lodging in his throat for a moment — though the feeling is pushed away in favor of another laugh. genuine with the other’s joke.
he attempts to make light of it, but scars were something serious — deep in the other’s psyche. a mark that his castle seemed showered in, but now earned his own. kappa wasn’t really surprised the other was having some conflictions about it. he wants to focus on it. his nature from birth to fix. to make that slight flash in the other’s gaze morph into something else.
however, before he has any room to speak on it, siren is moving on. kappa listens, nodding slowly to the other’s explanation. he wasn’t going to push. if siren wanted to speak on it, then he would. however, he can’t help the slight sweep of his hand toward the other’s hair, tucking it behind the ear with another small smile .... that slowly inches downward when he’s asked the same.
for a brief moment, he considers lying. while the other was so swift, it takes a moment for kappa to come to it. to flicker his gaze away. physically ? he was fine. tired.
however, replying that he was fine would just leave a sour taste in his mouth, another tired smile, little energy in it. ❝ not really. ❞
eyes flicker toward the castle, of which they stand outward of. far away enough that he is able to at least breath a little better. the warm light of prophecy that had been lacking seeming to warm and stretch into it’s maw, registered by one of the members of the castles moving perhaps. the one line splitting into three. while that seemed plenty cause for concern, it was the castle itself that earned the exhausted expression.
kappa turns back toward siren, the frown moving upward again. better with you, unspoken just as much — portrayed by a slight brush of his hand down the other’s cheek, moving downward to grasp the free hand in his own. gentle as before. ❝ yeah, not really. ❞ he repeats, chuckling slightly, ❝ but working on it. ❞
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