[With the gun and gun bits put away, there's nothing for William to do with his hands that could make pretend to be busy here anymore, but that's okay. The ruse was for his own sake more than anything, behavioral Novocaine that he uses to ease into the painfully long painful stretches of awkwardness pain that comes of most of his attempts to talk to Severus.
He has some peculiar pain tolerances of his own.] Is that because it's a right cunting bastard when the effect wears off? [William asks, amiable still, if you're the type to like people. Fascination with darkness would require a better grasp of relative comparisons than William might actually have. Fascination is more Guangtou's style, at any rate, and Guangtou's been quiet lately.
Yet another demonstration that William should probably work on his perception of variations in darkness.] Coming down, the morning after.
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He has some peculiar pain tolerances of his own.] Is that because it's a right cunting bastard when the effect wears off? [William asks, amiable still, if you're the type to like people. Fascination with darkness would require a better grasp of relative comparisons than William might actually have. Fascination is more Guangtou's style, at any rate, and Guangtou's been quiet lately.
Yet another demonstration that William should probably work on his perception of variations in darkness.] Coming down, the morning after.