[He's never been able to help himself. Especially since Undertaker got his eyes... fixed, he supposes is the best word for it. Some part of him, that he's given no voice to, is glad they're still that phosphorescent green. It's hard to imagine his eyes any other color, but he's not sure he'd really mind if they had. They would still be Undertaker's eyes, green or otherwise.
There's a soft, pleased, little sigh when the arm wraps around him, and his pounding heart calms. Slightly. It still beats hard in his chest, just slower.]
Hm, I don't mind reading whatever you're reading. I just... want to sit like this for awhile, if you don't mind.
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There's a soft, pleased, little sigh when the arm wraps around him, and his pounding heart calms. Slightly. It still beats hard in his chest, just slower.]
Hm, I don't mind reading whatever you're reading. I just... want to sit like this for awhile, if you don't mind.