Feuilly scrubs his hands through his hair, resulting in further tuftiness, but it seems to help him find a rueful smile. "If you do practice tattoos, there's some excellent books in my room to look for patterns. Just--don't break too many of my bones, right?"
He bites his lip, then reaches over and nudges Bahorel's arm. (His arm.) "At least it's you. It could be someone I don't trust."
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Date: 2015-11-08 10:25 pm (UTC)From:He bites his lip, then reaches over and nudges Bahorel's arm. (His arm.) "At least it's you. It could be someone I don't trust."