Maker, just do it, Cade agonizes, nodding absently when Zevran keeps talking. Of course, he nearly jumps out of his skin the first time he hears the cat whistle through the air to hit nothing, and he looks over his shoulder in frightened bewilderment until he realizes what Zevran is doing. Oh. ...all right.
That prepares him more for the actual contact, though that in itself is enough to take his breath away. This is a very different sensation than when he does it, and for a moment he isn't certain he hasn't just been stabbed, but the lingering burn after the strike (without the telltale trickle of blood or horrible residual pain) betrays the truth. Apart from the gasp, however, he keeps quiet.
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Date: 2016-04-15 05:35 am (UTC)...all right.
That prepares him more for the actual contact, though that in itself is enough to take his breath away. This is a very different sensation than when he does it, and for a moment he isn't certain he hasn't just been stabbed, but the lingering burn after the strike (without the telltale trickle of blood or horrible residual pain) betrays the truth.
Apart from the gasp, however, he keeps quiet.