[ jayce heard the clips of viktor's cane on the ground first, and that in itself made his heart rush round like a carrossel. he ambles out from the tack room to meet him there halfway because— he too, missed viktor, his presence and ideas, his clever mind and sharp tongue that would either make him laugh or flush with humble embarrassment. it does a little of both at this moment, meeting his friend outside with a broad smile and a near relieved curl of the bridge of his brows. ]
Viktor! No, I— I mean, yes, [ the horses notice viktor's approach, causing a domino effect of whinnies and nickers of greeting between the grading of hay and flatbed teeth. it gives jayce an extra moment to restart before he stumbles on himself more; the thrum in his core keeps dancing. breathe in, wait for the silence, ] —I want to show you something.
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Viktor! No, I— I mean, yes, [ the horses notice viktor's approach, causing a domino effect of whinnies and nickers of greeting between the grading of hay and flatbed teeth. it gives jayce an extra moment to restart before he stumbles on himself more; the thrum in his core keeps dancing. breathe in, wait for the silence, ] —I want to show you something.