Blake lifts his gaze at that, uncertain of exactly how Jayden is planning to quantify his last-most comment. He wavers briefly and stands again.
"You mean monsters like 'people doin' horrible stuff to each other,' or... the other kind?" He'd already come face-to-face with what he would consider a monster, a corpseless head being returned to Cadens as a bounty by someone he imagines must be scarier than the creature the person had subdued.
Fidgeting, he's twitching through motions, rubbing his head, scratching his arms, ultimately unsettled but glad for the company. He could be doing this alone. And he might again be alone, as it's clear from the tone of things that desperation won't only be on Blake's mind.
Perhaps more pointed is that fact that Blake's not experiencing anything all that much different from what he'd just gone through in Gotham [yet]. Starvation, panic, and extreme anguish had been his life for months — so much so that Abraxas hadn't seemed all that bad. To start. That is quickly changing.
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"You mean monsters like 'people doin' horrible stuff to each other,' or... the other kind?" He'd already come face-to-face with what he would consider a monster, a corpseless head being returned to Cadens as a bounty by someone he imagines must be scarier than the creature the person had subdued.
Fidgeting, he's twitching through motions, rubbing his head, scratching his arms, ultimately unsettled but glad for the company. He could be doing this alone. And he might again be alone, as it's clear from the tone of things that desperation won't only be on Blake's mind.
Perhaps more pointed is that fact that Blake's not experiencing anything all that much different from what he'd just gone through in Gotham [yet]. Starvation, panic, and extreme anguish had been his life for months — so much so that Abraxas hadn't seemed all that bad. To start. That is quickly changing.