There's the usual dull ache that radiates from palm to elbow- not quite so intense that he needs to grind his teeth against it but not so insubstantial the subtle tells Alistair might remember are entirely absent. An edge to his smile, a stillness to his hand, a slow, measured exhale. He won't tell Alistair to let go, won't make a fuss. "I honestly could not remember. It makes for a marvelous nightlight, however."
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Date: 2016-04-29 03:08 pm (UTC)