Date: 2025-06-19 02:54 pm (UTC)
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[ Tension threads through Verso's shoulders, along the line of his neck and into the corners of his eyes, the angle of his jaw. It's subtle, but there, and Gustave thinks he'd be able to feel it sliding into his muscles, the way he holds himself, if his hands were on Verso himself. His brows flicker into a frown, uncertain.

It could be that Verso is simply nervous about bringing him here, about staying the night together. It could be something else, though, and he doesn't like not knowing. ]


You're sure it's safe?

[ Maelle had been safe enough here — from Nevrons, at least — but as Gustave looks around, as Verso tells him a little about this strange place, his stomach clenches with misgiving. ]

The man from the beach — Renoir — does he know about it? About the doors?

Can you get into this same place from any of those doors?

[ And what does that mean for safety, if someone wandering in those strange corals might find that door in the hut could come in and find them here?

Verso's coaxing him further into the kitchen, and he goes, but he only barely hears what Verso's saying about food and drink, even with his throat so dry. ]


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