[He watches her play with the cat for a moment before unpeeling one hand from his sword--it's something of an effort, his knuckles are stiff from not moving--to rub behind its ear. It's only for a second, and he returns his hand to his lap, flexing it and shaking it out.
John got him a pair of replacement shades, but Dave doesn't wear them at night, not in the hideout. There are heavy shadows under his eyes. They're pretty stark against his skin; he's always been too pale for a boy from Ten.
He sits forward and digs for something in his pocket.]
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[He watches her play with the cat for a moment before unpeeling one hand from his sword--it's something of an effort, his knuckles are stiff from not moving--to rub behind its ear. It's only for a second, and he returns his hand to his lap, flexing it and shaking it out.
John got him a pair of replacement shades, but Dave doesn't wear them at night, not in the hideout. There are heavy shadows under his eyes. They're pretty stark against his skin; he's always been too pale for a boy from Ten.
He sits forward and digs for something in his pocket.]
You hungry?