It's such a weird sensation, that feeling of smugness that isn't his, like having his own paranoia reflected back at him - but then, knowing that this really is real, not just something he's projected, is bizarrely reassuring as he thinks about it.
He nods when Xie suggests his own apartment - Kevin knows where it is, and can get most of the way there before he'll need directions.
"There's a phone in the pocket," he says, when he can free a hand from the wheel to getures at the hoodie Xie is sitting on. "Give it to me."
He's not quite shifted out of aggressive soldier, favourite apprentice mode, but though his words are clipped, his tone is gentler. He doesn't quite think of himself as giving orders. Because he hasn't quite processed exactly what he's done.
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Date: 2023-10-15 03:25 pm (UTC)He nods when Xie suggests his own apartment - Kevin knows where it is, and can get most of the way there before he'll need directions.
"There's a phone in the pocket," he says, when he can free a hand from the wheel to getures at the hoodie Xie is sitting on. "Give it to me."
He's not quite shifted out of aggressive soldier, favourite apprentice mode, but though his words are clipped, his tone is gentler. He doesn't quite think of himself as giving orders. Because he hasn't quite processed exactly what he's done.