[Lips press together just a little too hard as Guy breaks eyes contact with her, jaw tight, fighting back that urge to pry more. To get her to say things she was clearly not wanting (or... not able?) to speak.
He was confused and in the dark and out of a situation that he apparently had been assumed to be a player in... and he hated it.
...
Luke would want to tell Guy himself, huh...
...
He wanted to think that if something was going on, that Luke would tell him.
God knows that the redhead had been awkwardly trying to spit something out before this whole ugly violent mess - words that would always be caught in his throat before flipped to other, almost random topics. Guy had been curious... perhaps a little concerned at times, with the way Luke would suddenly become so somber. But he let it slide, again and again. If it was important, of course Luke would tell him when the time was right.
...
Right?
...
The arm around Luke's waist tightens as the blonde leans down, gently resting his forehead against Luke's head. His features are tight for a long moment before they start to slip straight back into that unreadable territory.
That comfortable neutrality.
Thank god.
That fear - that burning urge to let emotion run out like it had at Daath only hours before his arrival here - wasn't quite something he wanted working up right now. Not when Luke was like this.
Not in front of this already very broken girl.
...
But it certainly didn't make it any easier to swallow.
[May 30th - Xion]
He was confused and in the dark and out of a situation that he apparently had been assumed to be a player in... and he hated it.
...
Luke would want to tell Guy himself, huh...
...
He wanted to think that if something was going on, that Luke would tell him.
God knows that the redhead had been awkwardly trying to spit something out before this whole ugly violent mess - words that would always be caught in his throat before flipped to other, almost random topics. Guy had been curious... perhaps a little concerned at times, with the way Luke would suddenly become so somber. But he let it slide, again and again. If it was important, of course Luke would tell him when the time was right.
...
Right?
...
The arm around Luke's waist tightens as the blonde leans down, gently resting his forehead against Luke's head. His features are tight for a long moment before they start to slip straight back into that unreadable territory.
That comfortable neutrality.
Thank god.
That fear - that burning urge to let emotion run out like it had at Daath only hours before his arrival here - wasn't quite something he wanted working up right now. Not when Luke was like this.
Not in front of this already very broken girl.
...
But it certainly didn't make it any easier to swallow.
Damn it.
Why hadn't Luke told him anything...?]