[ its the face of a kid whose seen more than his fair share of a cruel world; it's a look he recognizes too well, seen too many times even on nill, and on yora, and the rest of them. it's a look that never sits quite well on the faces of the young.
the boy lowers his gun, and the knot in heine's shoulders - the taut tension of muscles in his legs, ready to leap either out of the way, or to take the gun before he gets shot in the face or something - release, and another sigh is pushed slow through his nose. the curve to his shoulders gives way to a little more fatigue than he would care to acknowledge.
(well, he wasn't going to go on saying he's one hell of a guy, if that's what ciel was worried about.)
but he doesn't move to elaborate anymore than he already has. it was barely an answer, but it was good that it was accepted, at least. he wouldn't know how to begin, and he didn't want to give genetic experimentation 101 while standing in this creepy place, anyway. his eyes - red and bright against the pale of him - watch the subtle change of expression and only see it because he was looking so directly at the boy. otherwise, it would've escaped his notice. it didn't matter, really. ]
Wasn't trying to sneak up on anything. You were - preoccupied. [ there's a sour stare thrown at his own smaller self, standing uncomfortably still and unblinking behind him. ] Where did you get a gun, anyway?
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the boy lowers his gun, and the knot in heine's shoulders - the taut tension of muscles in his legs, ready to leap either out of the way, or to take the gun before he gets shot in the face or something - release, and another sigh is pushed slow through his nose. the curve to his shoulders gives way to a little more fatigue than he would care to acknowledge.
(well, he wasn't going to go on saying he's one hell of a guy, if that's what ciel was worried about.)
but he doesn't move to elaborate anymore than he already has. it was barely an answer, but it was good that it was accepted, at least. he wouldn't know how to begin, and he didn't want to give genetic experimentation 101 while standing in this creepy place, anyway. his eyes - red and bright against the pale of him - watch the subtle change of expression and only see it because he was looking so directly at the boy. otherwise, it would've escaped his notice. it didn't matter, really. ]
Wasn't trying to sneak up on anything. You were - preoccupied. [ there's a sour stare thrown at his own smaller self, standing uncomfortably still and unblinking behind him. ] Where did you get a gun, anyway?