wilderness / open

[madster]

henri, at some points, wished it had been him captured instead of kirishima. not out of some weird martyr complex or survivor's guilt, no, he just wanted to be in caesar's presence. this three-legged creature didn't deserve to be in the same area as his caesar. henri knew the officer from the typhoon didn't belong to him, but he liked thinking of it that way. he narrowed his eyes as he came over, deep in thought. did he have feelings for caesar? henri had never felt this way about anyone before, and he didn't really like it. it just felt like his stomach was in knots all the time.

henri came over, smelling atbash and kirishima, and nodded. he couldn't hear atbash's telepathy, so he assumed nobody had said anything. "greetings and salutations, my lovelies!" he greeted, a twisted grin spreading across his face. "hmm... you doing better, mister kirishima?" he asked, useless eyes wide now.