[ Some emotions rippling through the fabric of the nest are easier to ignore than others. Asuka's frustration and anger are too familiar. They hook into Bellamy's chest, and prove difficult to shake. His attention centers on Asuka in a slow sweep, narrowing by degrees until his presence is like fingers on her wrist, easy to shake off.
There's no immediate, verbal question, just the impression of curiosity and an unspoken: are you alright?</i? It rises like fog between them. If she wants to pull away from him, he's making it easier for her. ]
wildcardin' it.
There's no immediate, verbal question, just the impression of curiosity and an unspoken: are you alright?</i? It rises like fog between them. If she wants to pull away from him, he's making it easier for her. ]