[ How he's burning tin (he's burning it too much, too often, and he shouldn't be) means he hears the slide under the door immediately. And he's on his feet and moving immediately, too, because he'll seize any excuse not to be still and empty and pathetic.
The note has a glance, and the coins - is that the same? - and the stone, and then Zane opens the door.
He's not afraid, not shy. It isn't that he minds being seen like this. He has no need to be secretive, here, and he's never really wanted to go unnoticed anyway.
His eyes are red, and it's not subtle, what he's feeling. Not subtle, except to him - he needs a deafening roar, inside his mind, to understand the half of what his emotions do. ]
Cassel.
[ It sounds almost exasperated, and he doesn't have the faintest clue why that would be. ]
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The note has a glance, and the coins - is that the same? - and the stone, and then Zane opens the door.
He's not afraid, not shy. It isn't that he minds being seen like this. He has no need to be secretive, here, and he's never really wanted to go unnoticed anyway.
His eyes are red, and it's not subtle, what he's feeling. Not subtle, except to him - he needs a deafening roar, inside his mind, to understand the half of what his emotions do. ]
Cassel.
[ It sounds almost exasperated, and he doesn't have the faintest clue why that would be. ]