[Part of Fearless wants to tell Koby that it doesn't matter. That they could do whatever he wants, that he really could just talk to him for hours and it would be something Fearless would look forward to. But that would be too raw, too real, too much like actual feelings— luxuries he cannot afford, and that he certainly doesn't want to burden Koby with the cost of.
...That, and as much as he might like it, he knows better than to encourage it. Talking so much around the wrong people always has the kind of consequences the people Fearless likes— people like Koby— don't deserve. It's always been frustrating, liking it so much and at the same time wishing he'd just shut up and not say what would get his ass kicked.
Besides, what's supposed to happen next is the script Fearless's more used to, and something even easier to perform now that Koby's days under Alvida's thumb are over. How do you get attention from people when you're just some sorry little shit on the street, how to make people like Koby want you over and over, at least until their slumming days are over? ]
I can think of some other things to do with your mouth.
[By being the kind of rebellion they can't resist.]
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...That, and as much as he might like it, he knows better than to encourage it. Talking so much around the wrong people always has the kind of consequences the people Fearless likes— people like Koby— don't deserve. It's always been frustrating, liking it so much and at the same time wishing he'd just shut up and not say what would get his ass kicked.
Besides, what's supposed to happen next is the script Fearless's more used to, and something even easier to perform now that Koby's days under Alvida's thumb are over. How do you get attention from people when you're just some sorry little shit on the street, how to make people like Koby want you over and over, at least until their slumming days are over? ]
I can think of some other things to do with your mouth.
[By being the kind of rebellion they can't resist.]