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#2013-04-21 22:50:59, as written by bandgeek

Spade allowed Brink to use him for support, even going as far to allow the man to take him over to his caravan. Once he had knocked on the door and a girl came out, he began to move away, seeing this as his time to hand the child over to another. Instead he found himself being told to stay put and then Brink and Nixie disappeared, leaving the white haired man alone outside with, was his name Callus? It didn't matter. Looking over to the horned man he only offered a shrug, not even making an attempt at smoothing down his clothing or anything. The fall had left his clothing dirty and it stuck out at odd angles, and his hair looked more like it did that first day they'd found him, dirty. Though he didn't really care, it wasn't like he was here to try and "woo" someone or anything, appearances weren't all that important.

Nixie emerged a bit later looking different than before, actually she looked like the female version of Brink when he was up on stage. The girl walked off with the horned man and Spade stood there for a moment, for once unsure what he was supposed to do. He wouldn't admit to being sympathetic, but he wasn't going to leave Brink until he was sure the man was okay. Just because he was soulless, it didn't mean that he lacked a brain too. Spade had been in charge of Brink, and now he was again. Stepping inside the caravan, he found Brink sitting against the wall in different clothing than before. Spade continued standing, waiting for Brink to rise instead. When he did and then began brushing him off, he managed to stay still, keeping a blank face as his clothing was put back in place for him.

Though when the man moved his hand up to touch his hair, Spade gently stopped his hand and moved it away before releasing him. No one touched his hair, for reasons unknown. Actually, no one really touched him at all, it was uncommon for anyone to even speak to him. It was a surprise that he'd let him around him this long. "You know I can't feel pain," he said, voice flat. "I don't know why it worries you so much. I'm not yours to worry about."

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