trilies: Why would it affect him? That’s what he thinks at first, so much more than two childr

trilies: Why would it affect him? That’s what he thinks at first, so much more than two children becoming teenagers. Such paltry changes of the body are distant things, meaningless things. He doesn’t realize immediately that he’s taken to watching their valuable tool, their first line of defense, much more than he ever did before. A lot has changed since that one bloody day, where Lancia was left on his knees and covered in the blood of those he had sworn to protect… But, in many ways, not much has changed at all. Certainly not on the physical level, at least. His shoulders are still broad, and those old scars still stretch across one side of his jaw, darkened with ink.Lancia is still incredibly handsome - something he always knew as something of an objective fact, of course. Yet whenever he takes a glance over to him, his eyes inevitably drift downwards to the expanse of his throat, or the curves of muscles that are still incredibly well defined. Of course they are. While it would be easy to starve away into nothing, all of them hiding away and on the run as they are, he’s no fool. Plenty of the dead have money that they’ll no longer need, and he uses it to keep his tools fed. Certainly if he had a say in it, he’s positive that Lancia would starve himself to death of guilt and revulsion towards his own self. “But you aren’t allowed to do that,” he makes sure to tell Lancia one day, like it’s just a casual aside. Sometimes, tools need to be reminded of their purpose, and he feels that’s especially true now, on a day like today where Lancia is staring dully at the food that was procured for him. “You still have a use for me, and so you’ll eat even if I have to force you.” He smiles. “It wouldn’t be hard to do that at all.” And they both know it. KHRween 2021: Zombie -- source link
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