No but Richie watches this with a strong ache in his chest. Look, were he at that bar? He'd absolutely be giving the guy a wide berth. Mind your own business, and let a man keep his miseries close to the chest. You never know when things might turn belligerent.
Of course Yves does the dead opposite. Aperchele's closest answer to therapy: a boy with a death omen for a scar and a bottomless well for a heart. Too kind to respect himself, but kind enough to coax the best out of anyone at their worst.
He finally gets a glimpse of this Hugo character, too. Bright blue eyes. A bit unnerving, those, but otherwise he seems only to be curious. The same way anyone else here is.
Richie looks to Yves when it's all over, hand to his mouth but all warmth in the eyes. His smile peeks from behind his fingers, bunching his cheeks.]
...Even as a gawky teenager, you were gunning for sainthood. My god, kid. They don't make 'em like you anymore.
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No but Richie watches this with a strong ache in his chest. Look, were he at that bar? He'd absolutely be giving the guy a wide berth. Mind your own business, and let a man keep his miseries close to the chest. You never know when things might turn belligerent.
Of course Yves does the dead opposite. Aperchele's closest answer to therapy: a boy with a death omen for a scar and a bottomless well for a heart. Too kind to respect himself, but kind enough to coax the best out of anyone at their worst.
He finally gets a glimpse of this Hugo character, too. Bright blue eyes. A bit unnerving, those, but otherwise he seems only to be curious. The same way anyone else here is.
Richie looks to Yves when it's all over, hand to his mouth but all warmth in the eyes. His smile peeks from behind his fingers, bunching his cheeks.]
...Even as a gawky teenager, you were gunning for sainthood. My god, kid. They don't make 'em like you anymore.