[He takes another mouthful of sashimi before setting the takeout container aside on the desk, turning in his chair to focus his gaze on Ren's. Russet eyes pierce stormy grey ones as he looks him over, studies him for a long moment.]
And what is your mind constantly filled with, I wonder?
[He purposefully keeps his eyes on Ren's and takes another drink from the bottle. It's not easier, it's still awful, but his throat feels almost numb enough that he doesn't flinch this time.]
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[He takes another mouthful of sashimi before setting the takeout container aside on the desk, turning in his chair to focus his gaze on Ren's. Russet eyes pierce stormy grey ones as he looks him over, studies him for a long moment.]
And what is your mind constantly filled with, I wonder?
[He purposefully keeps his eyes on Ren's and takes another drink from the bottle. It's not easier, it's still awful, but his throat feels almost numb enough that he doesn't flinch this time.]