somniiaris:
‘ LONG TIME NO SEE , EH ? ’ awkwardness makes his shoulders tense , green eyes avoiding to look up – a habit he can’t get rid of. kristoph squeezes his fists close , catching his thumbs in own grasp and forcing bones to crack. ‘ how’ve you been ? ’ kristoph’s speech is slurred by the dryness of his mouth , as if all water from his body evaporated under the pressure of the past.
devon doesn’t sneer. in fact he barely stirs as he does a quick once over of his old companion - friend?, with his fists hanging loosely by his sides and a quirk of his eyebrows that barely grants he recognizes him. “ i thought you were dead, “ he says finally, crossing his arms over his chest. “ what brings you here now? “
