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let's just say i'm frankenstein's monster. ([personal profile] violenthearted) wrote in [community profile] kore_logs 2013-04-13 09:51 pm (UTC)

"In a manner of speaking."

Once again, the irony of the phrase is not lost on him even if his features don't reflect it much. Ned may observe it's the first real sentence Erik has managed since his heavy footfalls fractured that potential feeding frenzy, but because some things will never change, he's as dry as ever even through the gaps between words.

Like this it's easy to be impassive, in fact the real effort comes from trying to be anything else. He inspects Ned's general sense of being and finds that aside from the blood he's wiping away there appear to be no other injuries - not that he'd know what the hell to do if there were, it's not as if he can even call the person he'd reach out to for assistance - and relaxes minutely, as much as his bearing is capable of that. "All right now?"

There is the sense that if this is the case Erik will just move on to the next instance he can fix just by standing in its way, but--even though he doesn't sleep like this, he's still tired, and it's beautiful here in a way he'd wish he could feel, if wishing were something golems did.

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