Jed smiles softly, every movement from the other man familiar and making his heart ache for some reason. "Shoot, I dunno. Maybe? I ain't ever really talked to storm folk."
He reaches up without thought, tucking a stray hair back to it's proper place in the spiked mess that was Dem's hair. Then his heart twisted and he stared again. He was doing an awful lot of that really.
"You..but..." He rubbed his arm, sure Jed had memories of dying himself. Knew the feeling of it pretty well but..."Uhm...what'd ya do?"
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Date: 2018-12-31 05:46 am (UTC)He reaches up without thought, tucking a stray hair back to it's proper place in the spiked mess that was Dem's hair. Then his heart twisted and he stared again. He was doing an awful lot of that really.
"You..but..." He rubbed his arm, sure Jed had memories of dying himself. Knew the feeling of it pretty well but..."Uhm...what'd ya do?"