"Saints," Jesper groans, head lolling back against the couch before he turns his head to give Kaz a look. It borders on annoyance, vague and indirect as it is. "We talk because we're friends, Kaz. You may not be fond of the word, but some of us are."
It's another wall Kaz has, a way to keep them close but just distant enough that he can feign indifference. An investment, an associate, collateral--all detached words meant to hide how attached he really was. Jesper knew enough to know they were friends, even if the use of the word was as infrequent as any coming from Kaz's mouth.
"We aren't comparing notes, but considering how I freaked out when I was pissed last night, Noah warned me about what I might be walking into here."
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Date: 2021-10-10 08:05 pm (UTC)It's another wall Kaz has, a way to keep them close but just distant enough that he can feign indifference. An investment, an associate, collateral--all detached words meant to hide how attached he really was. Jesper knew enough to know they were friends, even if the use of the word was as infrequent as any coming from Kaz's mouth.
"We aren't comparing notes, but considering how I freaked out when I was pissed last night, Noah warned me about what I might be walking into here."