[like any normal predator, kavinsky looks. watches. is cognizant of proximate threat getting closer and closer.
but kavinsky isn't normal in any sense of the term. he doesn't brace himself in anticipation of possible attack, move away from the edge. he certainly doesn't move away from ronan. regarding him with the same bright-eyed interest as he had in henrietta once upon a time, ronan's fist caving down toward his nose.] Longer than you wanna hang out in this dump, [he says.] Traffic starts about four in the fucking morning.
[ronan's looking at him now. so he flicks another piece of popcorn at the boy's mouth, staring at it with unique interest. so as to-- you know. get the trajectory right.]
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but kavinsky isn't normal in any sense of the term. he doesn't brace himself in anticipation of possible attack, move away from the edge. he certainly doesn't move away from ronan. regarding him with the same bright-eyed interest as he had in henrietta once upon a time, ronan's fist caving down toward his nose.] Longer than you wanna hang out in this dump, [he says.] Traffic starts about four in the fucking morning.
[ronan's looking at him now. so he flicks another piece of popcorn at the boy's mouth, staring at it with unique interest. so as to-- you know. get the trajectory right.]