Just as before, Kaz Brekker's ungloved hands are simply that. The bones are visible and there's a faint tan line that had only just begun to fade, the gloves leaving their pale impression on his skin. Clever hands, beautiful hands.
He sternly instructs himself away from that line of thought.
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Date: 2016-09-01 01:36 am (UTC)He sternly instructs himself away from that line of thought.
"Still hands," he says.