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𝐇𝐎𝐌𝐄 𝐇𝐀𝐒 𝐋𝐎𝐍𝐆 𝐁𝐄𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐄 𝐀𝐍 𝐔𝐍𝐅𝐀𝐌𝐈𝐋𝐈𝐀𝐑 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐂𝐄𝐏𝐓, staying in a single place for too long a luxury he no longer possesses ; as acquainted with the plated steel & polished glass of airport terminals as with the grime smeared tarmac of inner London. Nostalgia thick on his tongue, analogous to the taste of ash. ❛ Honestly ? I’m not sure nice is the word I would use. ❜ He glances up then, eyes dappled shades of cornflower. ❛ Perhaps taxing might be a more accurate description. ❜
accent reminiscent flashes back such visits to england, back when nathaniel has been taken by his mother to pay courtesy with her side of the family for a couple of times. weeks before they come back to baltimore until now, he can’t fully trust the memories of what he can’t entirely remember; so he might as well discard them. as far as he knows, he hasn’t officially met uncle stuart and that side of the family ... and he hopes not to.
‟ Ah, considering the long travel by connecting flights ... ❜ oliver would know after first class tickets doesn’t serve him anymore. the conversation is a polite one, as an alternative to what oliver usually does in forced silence —— scrape nails, dig within flesh, have to hear loops of voices he’d rather not entertain. talking helps distract from the pain, and helps find out something regarding the newcomer, who has given oliver relief since he’s not the one in the spotlight anymore. ‟ No wonder. How you can take everything in one stride ... despite the excessive noises and treatment. I suppose it’s not nice of an experience as well ... ? ❜