slender frame of a pale boy stays sprawled out upon the others bed, legs bent and waving idly through the air as head rests on sweater clad arms. bright blues cast gaze his way , a content smile. this was the longest you’d felt at peace in some time. the longest that you’d had company that wasn’t expecting something other than you - being yourself. company that wasn’t holding some sort of bargaining chip over your head. it was nice, he almost made you feel human. you weren’t sure what he was doing or what exactly you were looking at but it didn’t matter. knew that if you went to ask, it was safe to do so. lifting head, sweater paw hand reaches out and ruffles the top of neo’s head. careful still to hide the coolness of pale skin.
“ i bet you can do anything on there, right? that computer? ” hand points at the screen, a mess of colour ; you could see every pixel in detail. enhanced sight - a gift and a curse. if he asked, you’d say you were sheltered. it wasn’t like that was a lie.