[He shuffles in place at the initial explanation. There's a stupid instinct to run, which he can easily counter with run WHERE? He has no proof that Cyan's seen through him.
Especially the more he goes on. It's too specific. It's too close to the caginess of the boy before him.
He doesn't need to breathe. Why does he feel like he's suffocating?]
...You too...
[His hand rises up again, shaking. It might look like he's going to cover his mouth in horror. But, his fingers grip the edge of the gaiter. He hesitates. Then he pulls it down.
The great tear out of his face is clear. He pushes his goggles up away from faded-out eyes.]
no subject
Especially the more he goes on. It's too specific. It's too close to the caginess of the boy before him.
He doesn't need to breathe. Why does he feel like he's suffocating?]
...You too...
[His hand rises up again, shaking. It might look like he's going to cover his mouth in horror. But, his fingers grip the edge of the gaiter. He hesitates. Then he pulls it down.
The great tear out of his face is clear. He pushes his goggles up away from faded-out eyes.]
I thought... I thought I was... the only one...