[ His lips pull upā€”not for anything but the fact that he made her laugh. A part of him's...he's bounced between worlds and timelines the past couple of months. The Sentinels, the warā€”it was hard. You know. Losing people. But he knew exactly what to expect, too. He knew what his role was, he was always on the move, always had somebody to guard or a job to do. Now he's out here. It's all so...
Hell, it feels like he's playing house. Like he should have better things to do than follow a nice girl around a pool, teasing her 'til she cracks a smile. Wasn't that long ago when things were just like this. When the world was dangerous and complicated, but they still had time to breathe. And the more he hangs around Karen, the easier it gets to do that. Breathe.
He rests an arm atop a dresser, watches her pick through some luggage. A blindingly yellow shirt hangs from her hands. He snorts. ] You gonna tell me it brings out my eyes?
[ No way he'll be caught dead in a shade brighter than the sun. That boring white t-shirt, though? Now that he plucks up, slinging it over his shoulder. He does often need clothes. They don't last long. Blood or bullet holesā€”hard to mend that stuff. He's not doing too much searching himself, though, just a token peek into a closet or a drawer. Most of his attention stays on Karen. ]
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Hell, it feels like he's playing house. Like he should have better things to do than follow a nice girl around a pool, teasing her 'til she cracks a smile. Wasn't that long ago when things were just like this. When the world was dangerous and complicated, but they still had time to breathe. And the more he hangs around Karen, the easier it gets to do that. Breathe.
He rests an arm atop a dresser, watches her pick through some luggage. A blindingly yellow shirt hangs from her hands. He snorts. ] You gonna tell me it brings out my eyes?
[ No way he'll be caught dead in a shade brighter than the sun. That boring white t-shirt, though? Now that he plucks up, slinging it over his shoulder. He does often need clothes. They don't last long. Blood or bullet holesā€”hard to mend that stuff. He's not doing too much searching himself, though, just a token peek into a closet or a drawer. Most of his attention stays on Karen. ]