Looking, borrowing— sometimes the two can be one and the same.
He chews on his lip with one of his shorter fangs, rising not long after to (mildly) correct the force and application of Holden’s feigned jabs, offering the importance of knowing when to twist the arm, versus the wrist.
It’s ultimately no skin off his neck if Holden gets murdered in a dark alleyway, here or elsewhere, but—
But...
No, never mind. No point in thinking about that now.
“Yes, well. That’s the thing about daggers, darling. Easy to conceal almost anywhere, anytime. Keep one on you, and no matter what happens, you’ll at least have options.”
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He chews on his lip with one of his shorter fangs, rising not long after to (mildly) correct the force and application of Holden’s feigned jabs, offering the importance of knowing when to twist the arm, versus the wrist.
It’s ultimately no skin off his neck if Holden gets murdered in a dark alleyway, here or elsewhere, but—
But...
No, never mind. No point in thinking about that now.
“Yes, well. That’s the thing about daggers, darling. Easy to conceal almost anywhere, anytime. Keep one on you, and no matter what happens, you’ll at least have options.”