[ It's Riddle, not even looking Cater's way as he sits quietly with him. Those stormy eyes are focused up above.
Similarly, it's near impossible to tell what's on Riddle's mind, too. Only when Cater speaks up does he actually look to him again, his emotions imperceptible even through that gaze of his.
He shakes his head in response. ]
Neither.
[ Unheard of, really. There's a reason for it. If he scolded Cater, it would be easy to turn it right back onto him. He can't exactly say that Cater's doing something wrong when he, too, is sitting here far enough after lights out that he'd need to write them both up. ]
We can stay out here a while longer. I won't tell.
[ Unless Cater wants to be alone? ... He's not going to ask. ]
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Date: 2025-06-25 09:08 pm (UTC)Similarly, it's near impossible to tell what's on Riddle's mind, too. Only when Cater speaks up does he actually look to him again, his emotions imperceptible even through that gaze of his.
He shakes his head in response. ]
Neither.
[ Unheard of, really.
There's a reason for it. If he scolded Cater, it would be easy to turn it right back onto him. He can't exactly say that Cater's doing something wrong when he, too, is sitting here far enough after lights out that he'd need to write them both up. ]
We can stay out here a while longer.
I won't tell.
[ Unless Cater wants to be alone?
... He's not going to ask. ]