"It's different. It just...is." He knows that's a tension between them. "Because you're, well, you. And I'm...," he shrugged.
"Besides. You're important here. This place needs far more of your influence than mine." His hands close over Wing's wrists--not to remove, just to hold them, to feel some contact. Wing might feel the slight tremble in his frame.
"No, Wing. I fought with her. I made her uncomfortable. If we hadn't argued, she would have commed when she needed help." There, he said that.
The hands clutch on Wing at the jet's next words, afraid to feel the hands on his shoulders pulling away. "Wing. It would work. Everyone would see it. Everyone would know how he works, and what to avoid. And he wouldn't turn it off. He's...Tarn. He'd probably find it 'fun' to have an audience. It's how he creates fear."
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"Besides. You're important here. This place needs far more of your influence than mine." His hands close over Wing's wrists--not to remove, just to hold them, to feel some contact. Wing might feel the slight tremble in his frame.
"No, Wing. I fought with her. I made her uncomfortable. If we hadn't argued, she would have commed when she needed help." There, he said that.
The hands clutch on Wing at the jet's next words, afraid to feel the hands on his shoulders pulling away. "Wing. It would work. Everyone would see it. Everyone would know how he works, and what to avoid. And he wouldn't turn it off. He's...Tarn. He'd probably find it 'fun' to have an audience. It's how he creates fear."