@skell-eton
Sockets widen for but a moment, Fingertips digging into the wood of his stand ──── hand strained to the point it pained, dragging bone down until it threatened to chip. It was a moment of sheer rage and panic ─ it seems he mistook this one for someone else.
But then he calms. As soon as it began, his rage fades.
"────yanno," a pause, leaning forward with his cheekbone resting on his knuckles, "─i used to hunt alts like you. i don't know why you bother comin'."















