#gracesmuses 002.

he’s never been overly affectionate with anyone, but especially not her. they’d never been the best of friends, he’s pretty sure they only tolerated each other as much as they did because of kevin. and yet, at her words, he’s quick to wrap his arms around her, pull her in close. not that he’d admit it, but he’d needed a hug too. he’s good at showing apathy, had always had an outwardly apathetic look to avoid pain, but there was no hope of that now. pain was obvious, there was no hiding that.

he’s been trying to convince himself that he’s not a monster, that violence isn’t the only thing he’s capable of. ever since she’d saved him from actual torture he’d been a lot softer than expected, perhaps even convincing her to some extent that he was safe. that he was that boy again. they’d been living a relatively quiet life, he’d been almost like a normal person. but things change oh so quickly. it’s only one guy, but he’s clearly from the republic. whether he’s there for charlie or for satomi is unclear, but it’s satomi that he makes a move towards first. the guy doesn’t even get the chance to touch her before charlie’s grabbing him from the back of the neck and slamming him to the ground, on top of him and throwing punches within seconds. the brutal blood lust that the facility had trained into him coming out, perhaps even some form of catharsis regarding all he’d been through. he may want to convince himself that he’s capable of more than violence, but there’s no doubt that violence was his forte.