[ Dry, before he lifts his hands and starts backing away, keeping his eyes on the older man. He knows better than to turn his back on him.
Only once he's out of sight does Gustave lower his hands and turn, walking as quickly as his abused body can manage back to his room, where he closes and locks the door before leaning against it, trembling. ]
Okay.
[ Murmured to himself, as he tries to breathe slow, as he tries to quell the panicked flutter of his heart. ]
Okay.
[ It's not. But what choice does he have other than to accept it? ]
🎀
[ Dry, before he lifts his hands and starts backing away, keeping his eyes on the older man. He knows better than to turn his back on him.
Only once he's out of sight does Gustave lower his hands and turn, walking as quickly as his abused body can manage back to his room, where he closes and locks the door before leaning against it, trembling. ]
Okay.
[ Murmured to himself, as he tries to breathe slow, as he tries to quell the panicked flutter of his heart. ]
Okay.
[ It's not. But what choice does he have other than to accept it? ]