[It must be awful if Lancia was taking the lord's name, and though Faustino would like to comfort himself with the fact it was mostly Lancia's sentimentality talking, it hurt. For someone who controlled their body like it was a tool instead of an actual home to inhabit, to feel that pain was a bad sign. It might be as bad as Lancia implied, and he grit his teeth ( feeling the skin pull every which way ) as Lancia put his fingers through his hair. It was supposed to be a soothing gesture, he knew, but it hurt, and he didn't even have the luxury of being able to swat that hand away if he wanted to.
The mention of Ciro coming in to see him like this had him turning to Lancia, teeth bared like he was Al, like he was some feral animal.]
Do not let them in.
[It may be vanity on his part, but he didn't want them to see him like this. Beaten and bloodied, tortured and weak. It would only bring up old memories that were best forgotten, and this was Faustino's nightmare alone to bear. He could only imagine how they had reacted to M.M.'s phone call, if Lancia's arms were a testament to it.
He turned his gaze around the room, trying to collect himself, to pull back some measure of control.]
Get me out of the room and I will be fine.
[He would be able to scrape together a convincing enough illusion, he hoped, to look better than he did.]
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The mention of Ciro coming in to see him like this had him turning to Lancia, teeth bared like he was Al, like he was some feral animal.]
Do not let them in.
[It may be vanity on his part, but he didn't want them to see him like this. Beaten and bloodied, tortured and weak. It would only bring up old memories that were best forgotten, and this was Faustino's nightmare alone to bear. He could only imagine how they had reacted to M.M.'s phone call, if Lancia's arms were a testament to it.
He turned his gaze around the room, trying to collect himself, to pull back some measure of control.]
Get me out of the room and I will be fine.
[He would be able to scrape together a convincing enough illusion, he hoped, to look better than he did.]