never love a wild thing ;

                             the action of deceiving someone; lying.

                             the action of deceiving someone; lying.

          he was a pretty good actor, okay! he’s fooled many people into thinking he was dead or passed out! that’s how he survives whenever he’s in a battle he knows he can’t win. or maybe they think he’s pathetic and feel bad for him for even going to the length of playing dead. probably the latter. he could have possibly gotten away with it if he hadn’t let out a very quiet sound that sounded a bit like a scream. yeah, he kind of wishes he was asleep now. he hated the feeling of thread pulling at his skin. “ow!” oh, wait. he’s suppose to be asleep.

      With slightly trembling hands, he'll continue to sew up the other's stomach, not worrying too much about how it all looks. Just another scar, right? Maybe it would be nice to have a child, their child; the idea has been put in his mind now. A sigh as he listens to Xaphan's exclamation of pain and he'll turn his gaze up towards the other. ❝ Yeah, I hope that hurts, ❞ he'll grunt, before pulling the needle through his skin once more, but still being gentle. He doesn't really want to hurt Xaphan.