[ he'd already started to turn back towards her once he notices how rigid she'd gotten, but it's not until she starts speaking that she gets his full attention. (she might notice how his eyes stray on her lips a little longer than usual.) he makes no sound, but his own lips curl up in an obvious show of irritation.
still, he hasn't left her side like he initially intended. indeed, he's turned back around to assess the... ugly... giant lizard thing. with a tip of his head and a lazy scratch along his jaw, nic considers their options.
when he speaks, it might come as a bit of a surprise; rough and low from disuses, chaotic in pitch and tone, it sounds as if each syllable is a struggle, ground out through gritted teeth and heavy lips. ]
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still, he hasn't left her side like he initially intended. indeed, he's turned back around to assess the... ugly... giant lizard thing. with a tip of his head and a lazy scratch along his jaw, nic considers their options.
when he speaks, it might come as a bit of a surprise; rough and low from disuses, chaotic in pitch and tone, it sounds as if each syllable is a struggle, ground out through gritted teeth and heavy lips. ]
hOw FaST cAN yoU RUn?