[ It's a cruel thing, to be made to walk around every day with a bitter reminder of his past emblazoned on his skin. Something Caelus now knew quite well by this point, so it was quite moot to deny it further.
What he CAN focus on is the warmth from the young trailblazer's hand as it presses, then a gentle touch along the barcode. Perhaps it was a little selfish to indulge in something like this, to where Aventurine wondered if this was still somehow something of a dream. It just felt so nice and comfortable and after all the lies he tossed out? He didn't quite feel like he was truly worth of this warmth and such sweet, kind touches.
There's words on his tongue that don't quite manage to be spoken, not with Caelus saying something like that. ]
...Do I? I wonder about that.
[ A tiny hint of something self-loathing lingered in his tone for just the briefest of moments, though aptly distracted when that warm hand moved again to cradle his jaw. Something he leant into slightly, even as a small smile curled his lips once more.
He moved his hand up to overlap with Caelus's, but it wasn't to remove it or anything of the sort. Like this, he didn't have gloves on so the other man could feel the warmth of his skin against his. ]
Maybe there is. Can you give this gambler a reason to see his life as more than a chip to be pawned off during a bet?
[ It was incredibly risky, but one could never say he didn't side with a bet that wouldn't pay out. There was honest sincerity here and some part of him banked on that, where he believed that this young man here wouldn't betray him like so many had before. ]
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What he CAN focus on is the warmth from the young trailblazer's hand as it presses, then a gentle touch along the barcode. Perhaps it was a little selfish to indulge in something like this, to where Aventurine wondered if this was still somehow something of a dream. It just felt so nice and comfortable and after all the lies he tossed out? He didn't quite feel like he was truly worth of this warmth and such sweet, kind touches.
There's words on his tongue that don't quite manage to be spoken, not with Caelus saying something like that. ]
...Do I? I wonder about that.
[ A tiny hint of something self-loathing lingered in his tone for just the briefest of moments, though aptly distracted when that warm hand moved again to cradle his jaw. Something he leant into slightly, even as a small smile curled his lips once more.
He moved his hand up to overlap with Caelus's, but it wasn't to remove it or anything of the sort. Like this, he didn't have gloves on so the other man could feel the warmth of his skin against his. ]
Maybe there is. Can you give this gambler a reason to see his life as more than a chip to be pawned off during a bet?
[ It was incredibly risky, but one could never say he didn't side with a bet that wouldn't pay out. There was honest sincerity here and some part of him banked on that, where he believed that this young man here wouldn't betray him like so many had before. ]