Kurt's tail twitches a little in Wrench's lap when squeezed, shortening his indrawn breath just slightly. His gaze goes from hands to drawing to Wrench's face and his expression becomes distinctly unimpressed, lamplit eyes narrowing.
L-I-A-R, he replies with an arch to his eyebrows, then points at the game, fully able to give as good as he gets. That done, he gently reclaims his tail in order to use it to pull the other chair closer, so he can sit down opposite Wrench, and pulls over the supplies needed to work on the man's arm.
There's a certain bullishness, he discovers as he works, to his desire to break through those walls he sees behind Wrench's eyes. He knows all to well that it's neither his place or his right to try and force his way through them, but their recent circumstances have ignited a desperation in him that feels close enough to fear to make him clumsy, inelegant. Liable to make mistakes. Wrench has been there for him over these last few days as few people have been, though a stranger to him and his unique physiology both, who hadn't flinched to touch the long furred insteps of his feet or gather his tail in his hands like a precious thing. With the ability to teleport safely taken from him, Kurt is starting to realise the perils of being earthbound. When you're thin air waiting to happen it's easier to accept the risk of trying and falling, but now the ground is too solid beneath his feet, waiting patiently for the bodies of the people he can't save.
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L-I-A-R, he replies with an arch to his eyebrows, then points at the game, fully able to give as good as he gets. That done, he gently reclaims his tail in order to use it to pull the other chair closer, so he can sit down opposite Wrench, and pulls over the supplies needed to work on the man's arm.
There's a certain bullishness, he discovers as he works, to his desire to break through those walls he sees behind Wrench's eyes. He knows all to well that it's neither his place or his right to try and force his way through them, but their recent circumstances have ignited a desperation in him that feels close enough to fear to make him clumsy, inelegant. Liable to make mistakes. Wrench has been there for him over these last few days as few people have been, though a stranger to him and his unique physiology both, who hadn't flinched to touch the long furred insteps of his feet or gather his tail in his hands like a precious thing. With the ability to teleport safely taken from him, Kurt is starting to realise the perils of being earthbound. When you're thin air waiting to happen it's easier to accept the risk of trying and falling, but now the ground is too solid beneath his feet, waiting patiently for the bodies of the people he can't save.