[He's not reactive to that stare, posture easing against the plush pillows of the sofa. From across the room, he simply watches the boy with a smiling expression—except that this, even from a safe distance, seems to be thorough. Watching. Like the way a wolf on the other side of a cage might track out-of-reach prey.]
First, I picked the game up out of curiosity. Even I didn't really know the rules until they handed me that card. What is life if you aren't willing to try new things?
[Casually he extends his arm, ashing the cigarette into a glass tray on the side table. He doesn't speak until he's finished, bringing the end back to his mouth, lit tip flaring red through another inhalation.]
As for the other thing, [smoke streaming from his lips,] easy. There was something about you that felt familiar. The look in your eyes, I think. [Violence. He doesn't name it; he'll let Stiles dwell.] Or maybe I like them difficult. Who's to say?
no subject
[He's not reactive to that stare, posture easing against the plush pillows of the sofa. From across the room, he simply watches the boy with a smiling expression—except that this, even from a safe distance, seems to be thorough. Watching. Like the way a wolf on the other side of a cage might track out-of-reach prey.]
First, I picked the game up out of curiosity. Even I didn't really know the rules until they handed me that card. What is life if you aren't willing to try new things?
[Casually he extends his arm, ashing the cigarette into a glass tray on the side table. He doesn't speak until he's finished, bringing the end back to his mouth, lit tip flaring red through another inhalation.]
As for the other thing, [smoke streaming from his lips,] easy. There was something about you that felt familiar. The look in your eyes, I think. [Violence. He doesn't name it; he'll let Stiles dwell.] Or maybe I like them difficult. Who's to say?