[ berkut doesn’t like him. dextera isn’t so willfully obtuse as to pretend his feelings of care—mixed with a healthy dose of intimidation—are mutual, but it’s not enough to discourage him. he’s dealt with worse. ]
But… even if you don’t say anything, I’ll know you’re okay.
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[ berkut doesn’t like him. dextera isn’t so willfully obtuse as to pretend his feelings of care—mixed with a healthy dose of intimidation—are mutual, but it’s not enough to discourage him. he’s dealt with worse. ]
But… even if you don’t say anything, I’ll know you’re okay.
[ dextera rubs his wrist. ]