He went very still at the use of the word 'want' with regards to the other weapon, his gaze flicking over towards the camera and uncertain if there was sound to it as well. He knew that they would be watched together in case they had to be pulled apart again, but he had no intention and not particular inclination to attack the other man who was now trapped inside here with him for as long as it was deemed appropriate. It seemed strange that the sincerity came through with this weapon when it never did with the others who said those things, and some of the tension bled from his shoulders and arms in response to it.
He nodded slowly, watching the blond move over to him with ground-eating soft steps, and he didn't feel the least bit threatened by them. Instead, he turned his head to continue to observe even absently passed a hand over the white bandages that covered his chest and belly, the sharp reminder of pain having him sigh slightly. He was soothed even if he shouldn't be capable of it, but there it was.
There was a new flicker of familiarity when he was taken in hand and pulled slightly in one direction to ease the pain from his leg. He went willingly, which surprised him, but he leaned against the other weapon and even slid his metal arm across the blond's shoulders to help support himself. "I will only sit if you do," he agreed and allowed himself to be helped over to the large soft palate that actually had blankets and substance to it when he was lowered to it and he did more than sit but lay himself down on his least painful side and stretched out. "Do you require sleep?"
More, could they pretend to sleep and whisper things in the close press of faces to shoulders where they would not be easily overheard?
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He nodded slowly, watching the blond move over to him with ground-eating soft steps, and he didn't feel the least bit threatened by them. Instead, he turned his head to continue to observe even absently passed a hand over the white bandages that covered his chest and belly, the sharp reminder of pain having him sigh slightly. He was soothed even if he shouldn't be capable of it, but there it was.
There was a new flicker of familiarity when he was taken in hand and pulled slightly in one direction to ease the pain from his leg. He went willingly, which surprised him, but he leaned against the other weapon and even slid his metal arm across the blond's shoulders to help support himself. "I will only sit if you do," he agreed and allowed himself to be helped over to the large soft palate that actually had blankets and substance to it when he was lowered to it and he did more than sit but lay himself down on his least painful side and stretched out. "Do you require sleep?"
More, could they pretend to sleep and whisper things in the close press of faces to shoulders where they would not be easily overheard?