℧ UHHHH GIV ME KAY AND LYLE HERE TOO
SOURCE ╲ OPEN
「Lyle taking care of an injured Kay.」
⸻“They were tormenting a dog, man,” Kay explains vehemently as Lyle tapes a butterfly bandage over his split brow. “Four douche bags in a douche square playin’ some fucked up shit with a dog. What level of asshole d’you gotta be to do that? And what kinda asshole would I hafta be to just stand there and watch ‘em—ow!”
⸻A finger is poking less-than-gently at the brilliant bruise forming on his cheek; Lyle’s way of testing to see if it’s broken, or just an effort to get him to shut up? Either way, it prompts Kay to scowl as well as he can manage, which is more painful than it’s worth and completely ineffective as his friend simply ignores it, instead fetching a bag of frozen vegetables.
⸻“You’d’ve done the same thing if you’d seen ‘em.” The frown is erased by another wince as the makeshift ice pack is applied to his face. “Hell, prob’ly woulda done it better; you’re like, half Sasquatch.”
⸻(Everything from the righteous anger over animal abuse that prompted his fictionalized scuffle to the valiant, yet poorly concealed, attempts to dismiss his injuries is perfectly in character. It should be; he’s spent years crafting this persona, discovering everything he possibly can about Kay Andrews, civilian. He’s become all-too accustomed to covering for his activities as Kay Andrews, operative, even going so far as to give unnecessary explanations to his parents. Though, who knew—maybe civilians Katerina and Jonah Andrews would want to be able to tell their civilian friends what their youngest son was getting up to.)