the fact he isn't wearing them for prison-related reasons probably has something to do with it. the fact that hope's the one who clicked them onto him definitely has something to do with it.
scott's breath leaves him in equal, easy measures. lying on the mattress with his shirt gone and excitement somewhere in his blood isn't anything new--but the excitement boiling with special attention on his wrists certainly is. the excitement existing at all because he's cuffed is the most novel sensation of all.
he doesn't know yet if he's allowed to speak, but if he were any weaker he might have started quivering. instead, he watches hope as much as he can while she stands at the end of the bed.
scott gives up when his neck starts to hurt, his head dropping to the mattress, but says nothing. not yet.
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the fact he isn't wearing them for prison-related reasons probably has something to do with it. the fact that hope's the one who clicked them onto him definitely has something to do with it.
scott's breath leaves him in equal, easy measures. lying on the mattress with his shirt gone and excitement somewhere in his blood isn't anything new--but the excitement boiling with special attention on his wrists certainly is. the excitement existing at all because he's cuffed is the most novel sensation of all.
he doesn't know yet if he's allowed to speak, but if he were any weaker he might have started quivering. instead, he watches hope as much as he can while she stands at the end of the bed.
scott gives up when his neck starts to hurt, his head dropping to the mattress, but says nothing. not yet.
she told him to be quiet. )