plentifulgifts:

                     ^{A small sigh at the other’s response, before he shakes his head. He isn’t preparing himself for any kind of fight with the other being, in fact, his stance is quite RELAXED. “No, I don’t believe it would. Though, if you’ve come to talk, I am willing to listen— what is it you’ve come for?”}

                     _{the truth was that ky didn’t exactly know : fighting was all he knew for years, it was just keeping alive, and fighting whoever was stronger. it was a way to avoid the pain, avoid facing what he was, and yet… he never could get around the simple fact of his species. it was thrown in his face every time anyone found out and then… he lost control. he always lost control, “— does it ever get easier?” a pause as he attempted to elaborate, “living I mean?”}