( he should have heard someone else. he should have been able to tell someone else was lurking but his focus was elsewhere and this entire place was throwing him off in ways that he hadn't ever encountered, not since the rider had made that deal with him.
he doesn't jump or anything ridiculous like that but he does swing around, hands coming up as if to defend himself. a second longer and the words that the man said process and he lets out a breath. that doesn't sound like a threat.
or, if it is, it's a really lame threat. )
You're dying?
( cigarettes ain't gonna cure that, eliot. ) Of what?
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he doesn't jump or anything ridiculous like that but he does swing around, hands coming up as if to defend himself. a second longer and the words that the man said process and he lets out a breath. that doesn't sound like a threat.
or, if it is, it's a really lame threat. )
You're dying?
( cigarettes ain't gonna cure that, eliot. ) Of what?