[Shiro’s okay with the close contact. The initial part’s just habit now. Annoying, but unfortunately that’s part of the trauma package. He’s grateful the angel doesn’t draw attention to it by springing away or saying something. Still, the other quiet longing is there as well, seeking the warmth of a gentle touch that doesn’t turn into a harsh grip or claws on his skin. And beyond all that, the marvel at what just occurred definitely pushes all the rest away.
When Mananan offers him the badge, Shiro picks it up with a mixture of interest and care. He’s handled strange things before and knows not to take them without attention. Turning the glowing item over a few times, Shiro eyes it, looking for any details that might explain it. Or at least just pique his interest more. Gray eyes flick up to the other man.] The tether between us…
So detection magic and an ID badge. [Now he’s looking to see if there’s information or something about Mananan on the badge or if it’s something about himself. There’s a sigh as the angel sits down on the edge of his bed and he nods at the man’s admission of his limited knowledge.] This would be really handy.
[He offers a small smile when Mananan mentions being able to feel when he needed him. Then moves to take a seat beside his angel.] What constitutes me “needing” you? [He understands the war and captivity had their reasons, but now in this time of peace, when would he need his angel? Asides from being drunk and losing his pants. Definitely not the ordinary for Shiro at all.]
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Date: 2019-05-08 02:33 am (UTC)When Mananan offers him the badge, Shiro picks it up with a mixture of interest and care. He’s handled strange things before and knows not to take them without attention. Turning the glowing item over a few times, Shiro eyes it, looking for any details that might explain it. Or at least just pique his interest more. Gray eyes flick up to the other man.] The tether between us…
So detection magic and an ID badge. [Now he’s looking to see if there’s information or something about Mananan on the badge or if it’s something about himself. There’s a sigh as the angel sits down on the edge of his bed and he nods at the man’s admission of his limited knowledge.] This would be really handy.
[He offers a small smile when Mananan mentions being able to feel when he needed him. Then moves to take a seat beside his angel.] What constitutes me “needing” you? [He understands the war and captivity had their reasons, but now in this time of peace, when would he need his angel? Asides from being drunk and losing his pants. Definitely not the ordinary for Shiro at all.]