[There's a distance to him, like he feels constantly suspended away from his surroundings. When he looks at Cass he seems to take her feature by feature, lips and then nose and then ears, like he's not sure how he'll ever recognize her again. He handles himself like a fighter--not a trained one, not one anywhere near her caliber, but a street fighter. Someone who fights dirty.
His voice is very soft for someone his size.]
It's a kick and a half. But you know, it's not the wild therapeutic ride I thought it'd be.
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5/6/13 02:06 (UTC)His voice is very soft for someone his size.]
It's a kick and a half. But you know, it's not the wild therapeutic ride I thought it'd be.
Is it everything you thought it'd be?