[ Normally, he wouldn't feed into Agent Choi's teasing. He doesn't need something like that — protection, a fashion accessory, the promise glinting in the pearly edges of his teeth. If it weren't for the ghost, or the excitement lifting up his whole demeanor, the way he leans in and plays with the braid ornamenting his arm in wonder, he'd let the remark slide off his back like the sweat dripping against his uniform collar.
But the shade coming off the structure misses them by a few centimeters, and suddenly the sunlight hits him a dash too bright. Soleum averts his gaze to the browning petals from the small bouquet left behind. ]
…Yes, you'll have to.
[ It's a nice feeling, to have something someone else wants. He can give the boy that.
As the senior agent keeps the boy entertained, Soleum toes out the bike's kickstand, leaving it propped up on its own, not intending to join the two, really, but just wanting to stretch his joints a bit. He tilts over, glasses slipping down the bridge of his nose as wipes his palms on his knees, and then stops.
What's this?
Soleum reaches out toward the flowers, retrieving something small enough that it's hard to discern what it is to onlookers. He moves it from side to side in study, then without so much as a word, he pockets it. Looks over at Agent Choi. ]
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But the shade coming off the structure misses them by a few centimeters, and suddenly the sunlight hits him a dash too bright. Soleum averts his gaze to the browning petals from the small bouquet left behind. ]
…Yes, you'll have to.
[ It's a nice feeling, to have something someone else wants. He can give the boy that.
As the senior agent keeps the boy entertained, Soleum toes out the bike's kickstand, leaving it propped up on its own, not intending to join the two, really, but just wanting to stretch his joints a bit. He tilts over, glasses slipping down the bridge of his nose as wipes his palms on his knees, and then stops.
What's this?
Soleum reaches out toward the flowers, retrieving something small enough that it's hard to discern what it is to onlookers. He moves it from side to side in study, then without so much as a word, he pockets it. Looks over at Agent Choi. ]
Done with your break?