[ Sylvain recognizes that tone all too well, however. How many times had he sported the same one?
It has a frown twisting across his lips as he moves to sink down on the cushions beside the vampire, crossing his legs beneath him instead.
Boy, that was an uncomfortably familiar story. ]
I'm guessing you didn't want to. [ His lips quirk faintly at that as he glances down to fidget with the hem of his cape. His tone holds a similar note of that old bitterness. ] It gets old pretty quickly, huh? Wearing the pretty mask they all want to see. Shaping yourself into what they want to see. What they think they want.
it's okay he very much Gets It <3
It has a frown twisting across his lips as he moves to sink down on the cushions beside the vampire, crossing his legs beneath him instead.
Boy, that was an uncomfortably familiar story. ]
I'm guessing you didn't want to. [ His lips quirk faintly at that as he glances down to fidget with the hem of his cape. His tone holds a similar note of that old bitterness. ] It gets old pretty quickly, huh? Wearing the pretty mask they all want to see. Shaping yourself into what they want to see. What they think they want.