[ Phillip tries his best to fight the strangely sick feeling that overwhelms him when the other's claws slink back in, reminded suddenly of ghost stories around hearth and fire when storms raged on. It's near nausea, but he contains it well and keeps a neutral expression as the other whips the jacket around his shoulders.
Close enough. ]
No--no no, don't leave.
[ He looks wild, and while he doesn't look hurt he looks hurt, and Phillip is left wondering very briefly if he's suddenly come on too strong. The truth of it is that this man is the most interesting thing that's happened to him in a very long time. ]
[ As soon as the kid says hungry, Logan's stomach growls. Like he'd forgotten that hunger was a thing until he was reminded-- and really, that's probably as accurate a sentiment as anything.
He can't lie by saying "no", so he just scowls about it. ] Don't have to feed me. [ His voice is still rasping, still ugly. Logan snarls at the sound of himself, as if upset by it, then directs sharp eyes the younger man's way. ]
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Close enough. ]
No--no no, don't leave.
[ He looks wild, and while he doesn't look hurt he looks hurt, and Phillip is left wondering very briefly if he's suddenly come on too strong. The truth of it is that this man is the most interesting thing that's happened to him in a very long time. ]
Are you hungry?
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He can't lie by saying "no", so he just scowls about it. ] Don't have to feed me. [ His voice is still rasping, still ugly. Logan snarls at the sound of himself, as if upset by it, then directs sharp eyes the younger man's way. ]
Why do you want me to stay.