[ The story is listened to. Every word of it. Lilia's hands rest in different spots, one playing with Cater's hair, his other fingers curling against his own jacket, on a spot where it rests at Cater's chest.
As Cater finishes, it's easy to tell that the story absolutely pissed Lilia off. Why wouldn't it? Someone had hurt a friend he cared so dearly about. A friend who, he'd consider, was one of the closest he had aside from his own family.
His nails can almost be felt through the fabric of the jacket, as he shifts against Cater, just slightly, trying to get his anger under control.]
Did someone already get payback against that person? The ones who are here -- our classmates. Silver. [ If ANYONE, he was sure Silver wouldn't let that stand. Not at all. Lilia huffs out a sigh, shaking his head before leaning it back against Cater's head. ]
Anyone would be messed up after experiencing that. [ This anger was all-consuming, enough that Lilia had to force himself to bury his face against the back of Cater's shoulder, to hold back any crueler words he might hold within himself. ]
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As Cater finishes, it's easy to tell that the story absolutely pissed Lilia off. Why wouldn't it? Someone had hurt a friend he cared so dearly about. A friend who, he'd consider, was one of the closest he had aside from his own family.
His nails can almost be felt through the fabric of the jacket, as he shifts against Cater, just slightly, trying to get his anger under control.]
Did someone already get payback against that person? The ones who are here -- our classmates. Silver. [ If ANYONE, he was sure Silver wouldn't let that stand. Not at all. Lilia huffs out a sigh, shaking his head before leaning it back against Cater's head. ]
Anyone would be messed up after experiencing that. [ This anger was all-consuming, enough that Lilia had to force himself to bury his face against the back of Cater's shoulder, to hold back any crueler words he might hold within himself. ]