[He rolls over onto his stomach, propping his chin on his hands. He knows Faust would rather cut out his tongue then call Owen a friend - but he doesn’t take it personally. He understands. It’s not just because Faust won’t admit anyone is his friend at all, but because Owen knows of the general distaste people have for him. Which is reasonable, honestly.
But Owen also knows that despite the disgust he inspires in people, he also inspires desire.]
It could be my business. I’m not sure I want someone with no experience to hold me, after all. That just sounds unsatisfying.
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[He rolls over onto his stomach, propping his chin on his hands. He knows Faust would rather cut out his tongue then call Owen a friend - but he doesn’t take it personally. He understands. It’s not just because Faust won’t admit anyone is his friend at all, but because Owen knows of the general distaste people have for him. Which is reasonable, honestly.
But Owen also knows that despite the disgust he inspires in people, he also inspires desire.]
It could be my business. I’m not sure I want someone with no experience to hold me, after all. That just sounds unsatisfying.
[Heh. Hehehe.]