[ He opens his mouth to retort back, but he’s not sure he can answer that without lying, so Basch just gets glared at next instead.
Which is probably answer enough in itself.
Still, that offer gets a scoffed sneer as he diverts his gaze, trying to ignore the looks their getting, even thought he can feel every one of them. It makes his skin crawl, makes him want to find something to hide behind, where he can’t feel every inch of skin on display before their hungry eyes. ]
I don’t want your leash. You’re as much of a leech as they are.
no subject
Which is probably answer enough in itself.
Still, that offer gets a scoffed sneer as he diverts his gaze, trying to ignore the looks their getting, even thought he can feel every one of them. It makes his skin crawl, makes him want to find something to hide behind, where he can’t feel every inch of skin on display before their hungry eyes. ]
I don’t want your leash. You’re as much of a leech as they are.