
arms crossing over his chest as his gaze drops to the ground. there was no MISSION to worry about, CURRENTLY, at least. there was a long pause, silence filling the room, as he licks his lips, before narrowing his eyes. eyebrows furrowed as he walks towards ethan. taking a DEEP breath in & letting it out with a soft tiresome sigh, he offered the man a HOPELESS smile.
❛ y’know, i still do mean that i am sorry, even though
she’s not … well, dead. i short of know how it is like to
HAVE to keep someone you love away from you. but
i was just wondering, how do you handle it ? ❜
❛ Who said a n y t h i n g about ‘handling it’? ❜