[To the optimistic suggestion he can only offer a tart little half-smile. One that suggests that he might have been able to savour this moment for what it was without thought of the emptiness that would follow the coming day if he felt a zeal for life bubbling in his veins. But he doesn’t want to be in this cage, much less alive. Some would do anything for the second chance he has been given. But some had something worth living for. Something to return to. Someone to return to.
He’s used to devouring what sweet, hollow little pleasures he can find, surviving on scraps. But a lifetime of this and then some can only wear on a man. And maybe it shows on his face, for the briefest moment.
In the beat of silence that ensues he considers who ‘the five of us’ are but comes up short one person, blinking away the thought when Eugene continues.]
I assure you that it had not even crossed my mind. [He says, slipping back into his distantly pleasant manner easily. He is nothing if not a fine actor.] I had merely thought it might be your cock.
forgot the TW warning for language
He’s used to devouring what sweet, hollow little pleasures he can find, surviving on scraps. But a lifetime of this and then some can only wear on a man. And maybe it shows on his face, for the briefest moment.
In the beat of silence that ensues he considers who ‘the five of us’ are but comes up short one person, blinking away the thought when Eugene continues.]
I assure you that it had not even crossed my mind. [He says, slipping back into his distantly pleasant manner easily. He is nothing if not a fine actor.] I had merely thought it might be your cock.