[ The name--that name--makes Red flinch (why now after all this time, but there's something weird about hearing another say it), but there's just as much with the rest that gets him to withdraw in more internally than externally. There was no other way for him to do so physically, his body already close in against himself, about as much as he'll allow.
But he's silent now, at least in the way that's devoid of words. There's things he wants to say and could, but it would be repeating the same old tune (he just wanted to get over it, he didn't want to be this way-). A tune no less strong to him in meaning despite what sense the man does make, and still making most of its way up his throat, but he pushes it all back down, just keeps it in to the best of his ability.
He was being an idiot, and thinking that somehow made it easier a little to breathe at times. Just a little. The balls around his waist still shivered now and then, and there was the thin mix of smoke and mix, but they weren't as wild or as out of control before, as if following the wave of Red's mood as any emotional effect did. ]
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But he's silent now, at least in the way that's devoid of words. There's things he wants to say and could, but it would be repeating the same old tune (he just wanted to get over it, he didn't want to be this way-). A tune no less strong to him in meaning despite what sense the man does make, and still making most of its way up his throat, but he pushes it all back down, just keeps it in to the best of his ability.
He was being an idiot, and thinking that somehow made it easier a little to breathe at times. Just a little. The balls around his waist still shivered now and then, and there was the thin mix of smoke and mix, but they weren't as wild or as out of control before, as if following the wave of Red's mood as any emotional effect did. ]