Snippet #2723629

Sebastian hung up the call, and the words hung in his mind, he didn’t realise Felix was approaching him until, the natural human sixth sense of ‘being watched’ kicked in, Sebastian looked up. “afternoon, how are you holding up?”

Seb felt the shallow cuts with his right hand, holding his phone with the left, the fingertips to his glove on the left hand cut open exposing the retracting claws, if anyone was observant enough anyway.

“do you know where the infirmary is, so i can get these stitched up, i don’t want to focus on keeping my neck from spewing blood for the rest of the day.” Sebastian’s voice had that note of annoyance it always got when he was even remotely annoyed or angry, though Felix listened to that any time Seb was speaking to or about the inner demon.

“oh and by the way, do you want your bow back?” he sighed and lost the not of annoyance, after all, he didn’t have a reason to be pissed off with Felix. Thankfully, for the both of them, Sebastian, pocketed his mobile and turned back to head into the cafeteria, really to fetch his stuff.