❝ i am. ❞ he nods once, extending his own hand to grasp at the offered one. a firm shake is given, and a crooked, humorless smile tugs at his mouth. ❝ then i’m sure you have an idea about why i’m here. ❞
❝ an idea, yes, but nothing solid. ❞
the shake is strong, the sign of determination, and thomas notes intent like iron on the back of his tongue. ( emotions all have a weight to them, a taste and smell and feel all their own. )
❝ clarification would be appreciated, brother. ❞













