Date: 2023-02-25 04:03 am (UTC)
humblecowboy: (023)
From: [personal profile] humblecowboy
[He really is like a stray cat— bristling just slightly when he's squeezed, but not rejecting it outright. It's not as though he doesn't like it, after all— he simply isn't used to it. His body isn't sure how to move. He is, for a moment, struck with the fright that is uncertainty. It drives his stomach in a strange loop, an dthe words come spilling out before he's really sure of what to say.]

I thought, uh...

[He holds his hand out as if to gesture to the tree, then— shakes his head, pinching the bridge of his nose. Luckily, where he might not know how to move, his body seems to respond anyway; more little blooms start to blossom up his arms and around his shoulders, protruding from the scars beneath his shirt.]

..I wasn't thinking.

I just kind of did it.

[And he'd have people believe that was how he'd made his every decision— but it's not quite that true. He always thinks&Mdash; not too hard, not too little. Just enough, in his own opinion. This, for some reason, feels different. Impulsive in a way that he isn't usually— not because he isn't impulsive, but because his impulses are practiced, based in anticipation.

He had no anticipation of what Vicious's response to be. Just the desire to do something different than he has before.]
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