No, we're not going to hunt down some elusive horse-sized scorpion in the middle of the desert. [ He's putting his foot down. Firmly.
He's also not moving away from the grip of those gloved fingers against his jaw, peering up at Claude from where he still kneels at his feet. ]
How does it feel? Does it still sting?
[ He's not content to just take Claude's word for it, though. He's tentatively reaching out with that magic he's been working on mastering over these past few weeks. Skimming over the emotions he can pick up from Claude on top of whatever answer the man gives him. ]
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No, we're not going to hunt down some elusive horse-sized scorpion in the middle of the desert. [ He's putting his foot down. Firmly.
He's also not moving away from the grip of those gloved fingers against his jaw, peering up at Claude from where he still kneels at his feet. ]
How does it feel? Does it still sting?
[ He's not content to just take Claude's word for it, though. He's tentatively reaching out with that magic he's been working on mastering over these past few weeks. Skimming over the emotions he can pick up from Claude on top of whatever answer the man gives him. ]