[It wasn't the indignation that gave Chilton that paralytic pause as William looked over the damaged goods, it wasn't a freeze born from any sense of shame. His numbed movement came from the sheer authority that this man in black demonstrated -- the ease of audacity. It was the sort of attitude that bespoke a man of privilege.
Chilton recognized it. He had tried to claw his way into that luxury time and time again.]
You collect scars? Would have pegged you more as someone with brutalized emotional tissue.
[Stilled muscles or no, Chilton's tongue still worked. It would lash against any appraisal, even as the doctor began to pinch up pieces of this puzzling man.]
no subject
Chilton recognized it. He had tried to claw his way into that luxury time and time again.]
You collect scars? Would have pegged you more as someone with brutalized emotional tissue.
[Stilled muscles or no, Chilton's tongue still worked. It would lash against any appraisal, even as the doctor began to pinch up pieces of this puzzling man.]