[Wretched bitch; she sees right through him as if he was sculpted from solid glass.
He's grown to adore the Nest in many ways. Communication is a breeze, words can be abandoned in liew of sensation. His Brook is a pack formed from a collection of alphas. They're stronger together. There can be no tighter us. But he hasn't lost the niggling dust mote problem of the void in his chest. He's given more than enough and still he hungers.] (Always got to make things heavy. What if I wanted to help?)
[Her approximations of him always forget the most important title.
no subject
He's grown to adore the Nest in many ways. Communication is a breeze, words can be abandoned in liew of sensation. His Brook is a pack formed from a collection of alphas. They're stronger together. There can be no tighter us. But he hasn't lost the niggling dust mote problem of the void in his chest. He's given more than enough and still he hungers.]
( Always got to make things heavy. What if I wanted to help? )
[Her approximations of him always forget the most important title.
Thief.]