"What the fuck," Alec says, finger-drumming ceasing as he blinks his way through another extraordinarily weird revelation.
He'd thought about death when he was walking out of the desert in an abstract sense. It hadn't been his favorite thought, but it hadn't overly bothered him. The concept of death as impermanent is something he turns over like a block with no hole it fits in the puzzle game in front of him - and so he's going to put that in the pile with the other similar blocks for the time being.
"I don't know if that's good or bad news for you." He swivels to face the receptionist, hunkering down over his crossed ankles until he resembles a gargoyle perched on the front desk. "Any input? Thoughts on the finger stick proposal?"
"Wellstone's not what it used to be, but we're really working to ramp up tourism. You're here, aren't you?"
"Yeah. Thought so." Alec sticks his hand out to Yuri and wiggles his fingers. "Tip of the finger, not under the nail. Promise."
cw: discussion of intentional finger harm
He'd thought about death when he was walking out of the desert in an abstract sense. It hadn't been his favorite thought, but it hadn't overly bothered him. The concept of death as impermanent is something he turns over like a block with no hole it fits in the puzzle game in front of him - and so he's going to put that in the pile with the other similar blocks for the time being.
"I don't know if that's good or bad news for you." He swivels to face the receptionist, hunkering down over his crossed ankles until he resembles a gargoyle perched on the front desk. "Any input? Thoughts on the finger stick proposal?"
"Wellstone's not what it used to be, but we're really working to ramp up tourism. You're here, aren't you?"
"Yeah. Thought so." Alec sticks his hand out to Yuri and wiggles his fingers. "Tip of the finger, not under the nail. Promise."