Billy watched Kaz work. He was a curious creature, that was for sure, and Billy could never quite decide if the menace that seemed to live under the boy's skin was one that would have made him a help or a hindrance back home.
He'd long stopped judging people on the fine cut of their clothes and any apparent weaknesses. Everyone had hidden depths they could mine.
"What does it cost me," he asks speculatively, "to ask about the gloves?"
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Date: 2017-05-08 12:15 am (UTC)He'd long stopped judging people on the fine cut of their clothes and any apparent weaknesses. Everyone had hidden depths they could mine.
"What does it cost me," he asks speculatively, "to ask about the gloves?"