𝕶𝖊𝖑𝖑

Kell isn’t surprised when Holland simply walks away. His brow is furrowed in that typical serious expression as he looked after the other Antari. He wants him to stop, to talk to him. There had seemed like there was something there, just below the surface — but Holland has always pushed him away. It’s no surprise.

He figures that any chance they had to really talk had left when he’d taken those chains off of Holland. So it is a surprise to see him at his doorway, his gaze always carries a heavy weight that Kell could never completely understand.

“Do you want to be rid of me so badly?”