[ A lock of hair escapes from behind Alucard's ear when he tilts his head and falls forward, and Trevor's eyes follow it more closely than they've ever followed a night creature. His mouth hangs open just slightly, as if he was about to say something but thought better of it. There's a needle in the fleshy part of his thumb and it takes him a good three seconds to notice.
Shit.
He looks away from Alucard when he speaks, because that's the only way his thoughts are going to be at all coherent, cheeks rapidly flushing the way they do when he has to ask Sypha to please change clothes in the wagon where people can't see. ]
-don't like leaving things broken. Feels wrong not to try to make them right.
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[ A lock of hair escapes from behind Alucard's ear when he tilts his head and falls forward, and Trevor's eyes follow it more closely than they've ever followed a night creature. His mouth hangs open just slightly, as if he was about to say something but thought better of it. There's a needle in the fleshy part of his thumb and it takes him a good three seconds to notice.
Shit.
He looks away from Alucard when he speaks, because that's the only way his thoughts are going to be at all coherent, cheeks rapidly flushing the way they do when he has to ask Sypha to please change clothes in the wagon where people can't see. ]
-don't like leaving things broken. Feels wrong not to try to make them right.