[The tension Joe feels is palpable, but his Nicky always did have a way of coaxing him to composure when he'd otherwise be breaking down doors, of making more of a mess. Of the two of them, Nicolo was much more prone to weigh the outcomes of actions and sometimes his frustration got the better of him.
The small kiss to the mark, as gruesome as it looked, makes him feel a little better about things. The defensive that precedes it manages to make him smile despite how world-weary he was. How exhausting being at the mercy of Dr. Kozak and the tests had been for him.
It's easy to forget that they're in a hallway, and when Nicky turns his back to him he makes sure every freckle is where it's supposed to be and every piece of him was as he remembered. He's on his way to offer his shirt back when the tattoo is exposed and just like his, it feels like it means something more than the art of some deer. Something more telling.
He's about to open his mouth and ask about that when Nicky goes on, and it gives way to a breathless chuckle. He knew that he was being pacified but he didn't care.]
No clothing required in those. Here.
[Joe offers up the shirt again, out of instinct. He's still not sure how to take this place, what it means or if it's rooted in any truth.]
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The small kiss to the mark, as gruesome as it looked, makes him feel a little better about things. The defensive that precedes it manages to make him smile despite how world-weary he was. How exhausting being at the mercy of Dr. Kozak and the tests had been for him.
It's easy to forget that they're in a hallway, and when Nicky turns his back to him he makes sure every freckle is where it's supposed to be and every piece of him was as he remembered. He's on his way to offer his shirt back when the tattoo is exposed and just like his, it feels like it means something more than the art of some deer. Something more telling.
He's about to open his mouth and ask about that when Nicky goes on, and it gives way to a breathless chuckle. He knew that he was being pacified but he didn't care.]
No clothing required in those. Here.
[Joe offers up the shirt again, out of instinct. He's still not sure how to take this place, what it means or if it's rooted in any truth.]