[ He doesn't need to say anything else, not really.
Joshua could feel him coming before he should've been able to tell, but for once, the feeling that someone's approaching is...soothing, almost. Something in him calms instead of considering the surroundings, potential angles of attack, threat levels.
And that in itself is unnerving, because five years in the Bright household still hadn't fully cured him of those instincts. In five years of peace, he hadn't quite been able to convince himself that everything was over and nobody was going to come after him. Five years, and he still took note of the exits first every time he entered a room.
One day with an alien bug on his brain, and he's relaxing despite himself, and something in the back of his mind just keeps saying: it's okay. ]
Sure.
[ - he doesn't need to say anything else, either, and he's grateful for that much because he has no idea how he'd say any of it if he had to. ]
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Joshua could feel him coming before he should've been able to tell, but for once, the feeling that someone's approaching is...soothing, almost. Something in him calms instead of considering the surroundings, potential angles of attack, threat levels.
And that in itself is unnerving, because five years in the Bright household still hadn't fully cured him of those instincts. In five years of peace, he hadn't quite been able to convince himself that everything was over and nobody was going to come after him. Five years, and he still took note of the exits first every time he entered a room.
One day with an alien bug on his brain, and he's relaxing despite himself, and something in the back of his mind just keeps saying: it's okay. ]
Sure.
[ - he doesn't need to say anything else, either, and he's grateful for that much because he has no idea how he'd say any of it if he had to. ]
I'm Joshua.