[ it's a little harsh on jayce's leg to keep standing, so, he invites serph over to the truck with a silent gesture, at the very least enough for him to lean his weight on the vehicle's side and take some pressure off the strain of his brace. the back of the truck is, at least, washed out. only the impossible stains that match jayce's new scars remain.
he can understand the tender strain around his eyes. it speaks volumes. ]
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he can understand the tender strain around his eyes. it speaks volumes. ]
Does it have to do with your demon?