[ There's a part of Roy that feels bad for the boy in front of him who is obviously ill-equipped to deal with someone like him. Only a very small part, because the rest of him basically shrugs and thinks that, quite frankly, the stranger deserves it because he approached Roy in the first place. It's not as if Roy doesn't give off a certain air of fuck off and stay fucked off.
(Or maybe he doesn't on this ship. A frankly ridiculous number of people have approached him today.)
He leans forward, elbow digging into a thigh he can't feel, his eyes wide and lips stretched into a smal so wide it's almost a snarl. ]
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(Or maybe he doesn't on this ship. A frankly ridiculous number of people have approached him today.)
He leans forward, elbow digging into a thigh he can't feel, his eyes wide and lips stretched into a smal so wide it's almost a snarl. ]
What if I don't want to answer?