[That- now that makes Homelanders eyes light up. Like a kid a Christmas, all stars and sparkling in the wavering torchlight. Careful not to get to close to the bars, one broken nose is all he needs, and fuck this guy for doing it, by the way.
His eyes cut to the guards, taking up space and being useless further down the hall. Not that he's worried; he's welcomed. Wanted. Adored. The mages want him here, to do what no one else can. Not like the piece of trash behind the bars.
But they also hold all the keys.]
Believe me, friend, I would if I could. I have a feeling I could laugh at you for a loooong time.
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His eyes cut to the guards, taking up space and being useless further down the hall. Not that he's worried; he's welcomed. Wanted. Adored. The mages want him here, to do what no one else can. Not like the piece of trash behind the bars.
But they also hold all the keys.]
Believe me, friend, I would if I could. I have a feeling I could laugh at you for a loooong time.