If Ky's taken up that mantle (like he takes up too goddamn many), then good for him. Better be sure he can handle it because too bad, Sol isn't helping unless he gets truly bored. Or antsy for lack of being able to move as he pleases, or agitated for being denied his self-assigned mission.
Right now he's just being agitated because Ky isn't shutting up. Missing the point is more readily tolerated when there aren't words reminding him that he's talking to a thick-headed choir boy.
It's the last straw in a body that comes with a shorter temper than Sol's used to.
Kicking up sand, Sol hurls himself at Ky, aiming to pin and loom over him as if it'll drive his point home better. But even if the kid's speed spares him, Sol glares and flashes presently very sharp teeth.
"Not mine." Straight to the point. He'd managed to get this far before, so it's altogether more frustrating to have to apparently start over. "You go'n help whoever you want. Jus' don't expect me t'follow you. Never did an' never will."
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Right now he's just being agitated because Ky isn't shutting up. Missing the point is more readily tolerated when there aren't words reminding him that he's talking to a thick-headed choir boy.
It's the last straw in a body that comes with a shorter temper than Sol's used to.
Kicking up sand, Sol hurls himself at Ky, aiming to pin and loom over him as if it'll drive his point home better. But even if the kid's speed spares him, Sol glares and flashes presently very sharp teeth.
"Not mine." Straight to the point. He'd managed to get this far before, so it's altogether more frustrating to have to apparently start over. "You go'n help whoever you want. Jus' don't expect me t'follow you. Never did an' never will."