[ Another scrap- the edges of a mask he can't quite grasp, but enough for him to manage a tentative- apprehensive smile. Were they not done? He could, if pressed and given time to rest, do more for Bull. He wouldn't mind it- in fact he'd enjoy it.
But-
He sinks back onto the sheets, moving his arms up enough to cross them under his chin, eyes careful and still faintly adoring on Bull. Still floating enough for that to show. ]
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Date: 2016-01-24 07:59 am (UTC)[ Another scrap- the edges of a mask he can't quite grasp, but enough for him to manage a tentative- apprehensive smile. Were they not done? He could, if pressed and given time to rest, do more for Bull. He wouldn't mind it- in fact he'd enjoy it.
But-
He sinks back onto the sheets, moving his arms up enough to cross them under his chin, eyes careful and still faintly adoring on Bull. Still floating enough for that to show. ]