Right, that. Bill is still clinging to Ford. The portal is glowing behind them, lighting Ford's face in pale blue. The air feels like ozone and static. He lets go of Ford's hair, reluctantly, but turns it into a petting motion. Nooooot quite ready to separate yet. His other hand goes to touch under his own eye, where Ford bit him.
He doesn't have the words he wants, here. There are a lot of different emotions happening, and Bill doesn't know how to name or express any of them.
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Date: 2019-06-05 03:16 am (UTC)Right, that. Bill is still clinging to Ford. The portal is glowing behind them, lighting Ford's face in pale blue. The air feels like ozone and static. He lets go of Ford's hair, reluctantly, but turns it into a petting motion. Nooooot quite ready to separate yet. His other hand goes to touch under his own eye, where Ford bit him.
He doesn't have the words he wants, here. There are a lot of different emotions happening, and Bill doesn't know how to name or express any of them.
"HAH..."