[He has a moment where he thinks, he means because I'm dead, of course I don't have to worry about it, fuckin' stupid, but then he remembers that isn't a thing William knows. He hadn't been around for Leon's own mirror-room incident. It's a strange feeling; now there are people in the colony he's spoken to like once who know that about him, and here William doesn't. It doesn't sit right. But . . . on his birthday? No way!
He's just coming up with a long list of things to maybe consider talking about at non-birthday times.
This is a birthday time, and holy shit that cake looks good and dammit he's going to talk about that instead. He's still recovering from bristling over the innocent comment, but he distracts himself with a low whistle at all that chocolate.]
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[He has a moment where he thinks, he means because I'm dead, of course I don't have to worry about it, fuckin' stupid, but then he remembers that isn't a thing William knows. He hadn't been around for Leon's own mirror-room incident. It's a strange feeling; now there are people in the colony he's spoken to like once who know that about him, and here William doesn't. It doesn't sit right. But . . . on his birthday? No way!
He's just coming up with a long list of things to maybe consider talking about at non-birthday times.
This is a birthday time, and holy shit that cake looks good and dammit he's going to talk about that instead. He's still recovering from bristling over the innocent comment, but he distracts himself with a low whistle at all that chocolate.]
Damn, did you special order these?!