[ There’s little to show for his typical level of defiance, of his independence. Whatever his new owner’s people had given him had sapped out most of that, leaving him quiet and pliant. Floating, still. He doesn't realize why that is odd, or why that could be bad. He just… waits.
He hears the click of heels and something in him tenses, not even the heavy weight of his hazy thoughts able to completely banish the sense of trepidation that builds, simmers.
He remains on his knees, even though they’re starting to ache. HIs head turns slightly, dark amber eyes flicking to the figure that slips into the room. Closes the door behind him. Locks it.
Nervous, he licks his lips as he studies the stranger, not knowing who he is, or why he seemed to go to all this trouble to ‘acquire’ Sylvain in the first place.
He doesn’t offer any sort of answer. That hadn’t exactly been a question, after all. ]
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Date: 2024-06-16 09:34 pm (UTC)He hears the click of heels and something in him tenses, not even the heavy weight of his hazy thoughts able to completely banish the sense of trepidation that builds, simmers.
He remains on his knees, even though they’re starting to ache. HIs head turns slightly, dark amber eyes flicking to the figure that slips into the room. Closes the door behind him. Locks it.
Nervous, he licks his lips as he studies the stranger, not knowing who he is, or why he seemed to go to all this trouble to ‘acquire’ Sylvain in the first place.
He doesn’t offer any sort of answer. That hadn’t exactly been a question, after all. ]