[Leona watches Cater pace out of the corner of his eye. a mask might help— his shirt is helping somewhat. but now that Leona has something familiar nearby...
it's not that he cares or that it's comforting, it's just easier to deal with when what's around is more familiar. that's all.
....still, what his body's telling him to do? Leona's already exhausted about the prospect. what is he going to do about his?]
Don't,
[comes his next demand. he tugs his shirt down, finally, taking in another breath of air. Cater's scent is still on it, but at least Leona's sense of smell isn't as strong as Jack's. their current distance is manageable, for now.
he pulls his leg up, props his elbow up on it and his forehead in his hand, and finally gives Cater a longer look.
it's annoying, really, this scent thing. if he could smell Cater right, he'd have more answers than just what he can observe. the uniform, the glint of something in Cater's mouth when he speaks... the confidence he has about the world around him. it all speaks to the idea Cater's been here longer, could be useful to Leona right now.
but he keeps coming back to the thought of a particular kind of usefulness.]
I don't want to deal with anyone else comin' up around here.
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it's not that he cares or that it's comforting, it's just easier to deal with when what's around is more familiar. that's all.
....still, what his body's telling him to do? Leona's already exhausted about the prospect. what is he going to do about his?]
Don't,
[comes his next demand. he tugs his shirt down, finally, taking in another breath of air. Cater's scent is still on it, but at least Leona's sense of smell isn't as strong as Jack's. their current distance is manageable, for now.
he pulls his leg up, props his elbow up on it and his forehead in his hand, and finally gives Cater a longer look.
it's annoying, really, this scent thing. if he could smell Cater right, he'd have more answers than just what he can observe. the uniform, the glint of something in Cater's mouth when he speaks... the confidence he has about the world around him. it all speaks to the idea Cater's been here longer, could be useful to Leona right now.
but he keeps coming back to the thought of a particular kind of usefulness.]
I don't want to deal with anyone else comin' up around here.
Stay.
[. . .]
Keep a look out, or something.