[And again, it's honest. For a second, he lifts a hand, like he wants to set it on her shoulder or head or something. An aborted little attempt at being reassuring. Fond.]
[Of course it falls flat. Because humanity's destruction and salvation cannot be so gentle. Cannot afford such familiarity.]
[He makes an effort to lower his hand, force the fondness from his glowing optics. Things will be different here. Different now.]
You think? I thought it made me look dashing. [There's a twitch of broad shoulders, and he lets it fall away. Off the street, there's no need to move in cover.] I can't afford to draw attention just yet. Awe, fear, or anything in between.
VILLAIN FAMILY
[And again, it's honest. For a second, he lifts a hand, like he wants to set it on her shoulder or head or something. An aborted little attempt at being reassuring. Fond.]
[Of course it falls flat. Because humanity's destruction and salvation cannot be so gentle. Cannot afford such familiarity.]
[He makes an effort to lower his hand, force the fondness from his glowing optics. Things will be different here. Different now.]
You think? I thought it made me look dashing. [There's a twitch of broad shoulders, and he lets it fall away. Off the street, there's no need to move in cover.] I can't afford to draw attention just yet. Awe, fear, or anything in between.
Not until I can regain what was taken from me.