[ that he didn't like it, he means. says it with a quirk of an eyebrow. because he did, and he worries about leaning into that part of himself. about getting carried away. ]
[ he thinks about the way ghetto masher screamed when he popped his eyeballs out with his thumbs, about the noises evan made the times he pulled that metal out of him. that was satisfying. that's what felt good. and it shouldn't be a surprise really, he's always struggled to hold back that viciousness. not always successfully. ]
Think I would've preferred doin' it with my hands.
[ is he joking? is he serious? he's tipping back the rest of what's in his glass either way. ]
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[ that he didn't like it, he means. says it with a quirk of an eyebrow. because he did, and he worries about leaning into that part of himself. about getting carried away. ]
[ he thinks about the way ghetto masher screamed when he popped his eyeballs out with his thumbs, about the noises evan made the times he pulled that metal out of him. that was satisfying. that's what felt good. and it shouldn't be a surprise really, he's always struggled to hold back that viciousness. not always successfully. ]
Think I would've preferred doin' it with my hands.
[ is he joking? is he serious? he's tipping back the rest of what's in his glass either way. ]