[ There, again, is that sad flicker of a smile that speaks of lack and loss. There again is a look away. Although Alice isn’t a world unto himself, narcissistic or deluded enough to believe Treavor can’t possibly know what it is to struggle or feel biting fear, he does know his colleague (friend? Charge?) knows next to nothing about him, and so.
And so to hear his own claims to cowardice decried rings hollow.
What is he, if not hiding? Who is he, if not an altered state, carefully crafted to obscure himself in plain sight?
Ah, nevermind. Treavor is drunk. Treavor is drunk and the night is late and sick, and the water is peaceful, and he doesn’t have to convince anyone of what he really is.
Instead, he watches the other man attempt and fail to execute the little pufferfish gesture he made a moment before. Feeling oddly generous, he lifts his hand and repeats it - fist and then sudden splay of fingers, with a soft little sound effect now for Treavor’s entertainment. ]
Poff!
[ And a soft chuckle, self-deprecating, could-be-abashed. ]
Pufferfish. Or -
[ He draws out the “or”, thoughtful and looking out at the water, then hums upon reaching a new solution. ]
An electric eel?
[ A new movement of his hand, sinuous and serpentine, towards Treavor, until his fingers suddenly connect with the other man’s stomach - a gentle poke. ]
no subject
And so to hear his own claims to cowardice decried rings hollow.
What is he, if not hiding? Who is he, if not an altered state, carefully crafted to obscure himself in plain sight?
Ah, nevermind. Treavor is drunk. Treavor is drunk and the night is late and sick, and the water is peaceful, and he doesn’t have to convince anyone of what he really is.
Instead, he watches the other man attempt and fail to execute the little pufferfish gesture he made a moment before. Feeling oddly generous, he lifts his hand and repeats it - fist and then sudden splay of fingers, with a soft little sound effect now for Treavor’s entertainment. ]
Poff!
[ And a soft chuckle, self-deprecating, could-be-abashed. ]
Pufferfish. Or -
[ He draws out the “or”, thoughtful and looking out at the water, then hums upon reaching a new solution. ]
An electric eel?
[ A new movement of his hand, sinuous and serpentine, towards Treavor, until his fingers suddenly connect with the other man’s stomach - a gentle poke. ]
Zzzt.