mortemscintilla: ∅ Oh, there ain't no rest for the wicked (Hei - Bluest Of Blues)
Hei (Li Shenshung) ([personal profile] mortemscintilla) wrote 2013-09-08 04:08 am (UTC)

Hm. You could fit through the bars.

[ He accepts the apple with a half-smile, folding himself crosslegged opposite to her, the bars throwing zebra-stripe shadows across his cell. But in the gloom, his eyes are bright, full of affection. ]

Truth or what ...? [ An unsure pause, before the realization creeps in. Oh. Exhaling, he bites into the apple, the taste exploding crunchysweet between his teeth. ] You're cursed. [ He continues munching on the apple, but it's not long before he breaks the silence, a quick glance up at his little visitor, the curve to his mouth a quiet tilt. It's a juvenile thing, he admits, but he'll always make allowances for Pai. ]

[ Finally, ]
Truth. [ Not many daring things he can do in a prison. (Well, he could. But that'd just shove him neckdeep in shit, where before he was waiting comfortably at waist-height. ]

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