Lank with sweat and striped lean with five-fingered streaks through sand and grime once they’re untangled, Silas stretches in jut-jawed to assist with her lighter’s reach. Only his eyes have raked through unscathed, warm in his study of her while he settles back in his coils to work up an ember. The scar-chewed scaffolding of his side splays slow around a sigh.
He smokes. A weed-coarse cough must constitute his agreement
There are less familiar marks marring up his hide these days: cuts crisscrossed in light behind his elbows, across the back of his left shoulder in a curious scattering of near parallel lines.
Easier to see when he reaches from tracing light along her knee to pluck up her hat from the blanket between them. Per a pause for calculation, he’s running the numbers of how unhappy she’s likely to be about him using it to stave off a sunburn he would be hard-pressed to explain back in Kirkwall.
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Date: 2022-07-30 08:12 pm (UTC)He smokes. A weed-coarse cough must constitute his agreement
There are less familiar marks marring up his hide these days: cuts crisscrossed in light behind his elbows, across the back of his left shoulder in a curious scattering of near parallel lines.
Easier to see when he reaches from tracing light along her knee to pluck up her hat from the blanket between them. Per a pause for calculation, he’s running the numbers of how unhappy she’s likely to be about him using it to stave off a sunburn he would be hard-pressed to explain back in Kirkwall.