[ who he is? nobody. a soldier dropout. favored by all of the worst people. nothing, no one.
except, maybe, a retainer of secrets. every awful thing the executives whisper when they want to brag, after they're done absolutely wrecking him. the blonde's brows draw together, concern and fear showing for a heartbeat before he's schooling his expression into something hard and neutral.
this wasn't whoever put in a bid for his time. he'd thought at first that it was some idiot using credentials he didn't have to land himself time he doesn't deserve. but that... that's a turk's suit. that's a turk - one high up the pecking order, if he remembers correctly. it's been a while since he had to really care about any of that.
he takes the glass and finds the strength to unstick his tongue from the roof of his mouth. ]
no subject
except, maybe, a retainer of secrets. every awful thing the executives whisper when they want to brag, after they're done absolutely wrecking him. the blonde's brows draw together, concern and fear showing for a heartbeat before he's schooling his expression into something hard and neutral.
this wasn't whoever put in a bid for his time. he'd thought at first that it was some idiot using credentials he didn't have to land himself time he doesn't deserve. but that... that's a turk's suit. that's a turk - one high up the pecking order, if he remembers correctly. it's been a while since he had to really care about any of that.
he takes the glass and finds the strength to unstick his tongue from the roof of his mouth. ]
Have I... done something?