Shady

He glanced away and sighed softly, for once his usual jolly-mood sullied. He'd gone and fucked that one up, huh? Made himself look like an even bigger idiot than he ...

Aleth moved enough to get his left hand up under his chin as a makeshift pillow, but no more. "No."

"If I wasn't ready, I'd say so." He straightened his back, glancing over at her. "It's fine; I'm sure."

Aleth was laying limply on the ground staring straight ahead and might have been dead, aside from his slow, raspy breaths. He didn't respond in word or gesture.

"I'm sure." He reached down and rubbed his ankle as he walked, the small cuts stinging and making his fingers come away bloody. How embarassing.

(Sounds good ^^) Aleth wasn't sure which one was crueler -- the abuse before, or the faux-kindness the asshole was showing him now. On one hand, the torture was, well, ...

He cleared his throat, glancing away. "No. I just... forgot how they are... I'll be ready for the cu-sith, don't worry."

(Aleth's gonna be mad dissociating and not really give him much to work with. He'll continue to need to be force-fed because he's still too proud to eat the shit ...

"Fine." He scratched his cheek to hide the blush, then, gratefully remembered it was dark so she couldn't see it anyway. "...Thank you."

Aeron snorted and stepped over it, embarrassed and feeling disheveled.

(Ahh, fair haha. Did you have anything else for this scene or skip over to the nasties in jail?)

"Ow!" He whacked it with the base of his staff, pulling his foot away as he tried to push it away from himself. "Run along."

Aeron instinctively kicked.

(Oh? I forget what plan we had for them?) Ky smiled and inclined her head, then glanced away, not sure what else to say that wouldn't be crossing the line ...

"Thank you, ma'am." Ky offered a little smile in return. "You're all very, very kind; I appreciate it a lot."