VIO stays still as ENDER curls up next to him, almost makes himself at home on the bed while he sits there. The demi's used to such positions, but not in this context. No, not in any context that he's seen with the other demigods. He's already opened the crack in the door and others have seen it. BEAU knows, now, more pieces to that puzzle. He doesn't like being known, but he likes being known without his control far less. "I tried to keep it in the past and look at what's happened," he snarls under his breath, jutting his chin to the room.
Not just the room, but the trial. It truly brings out the nitty, gritty, and sad parts of oneself, like MAKO'S fear of loneliness. "I was taken advantage of, ENDER. Multiple times. My body wasn't mine," he drops his voice to a harsh whisper and digs his nails into his arms, as if trying to kill the perpetrators in the making. As if, perhaps, he can rid the scars from them. "I handle it by burying it and not letting people close. And? And look at how well that's gone." He shuts up afterwards, having since clenched his jaw and force himself to breathe.
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