[ Erik drinks while he watches, each step in the process observed with prying eyes from afar. He has the gist of it before the device is turned back around before him, tickyboxes taken in with a glance that lingers just long enough to brand the image into the back of his brain.
He won’t have to be shown again. ]
Handy, [ he says, and leaves the screen to time out and blink dark on its own. ]
no subject
He won’t have to be shown again. ]
Handy, [ he says, and leaves the screen to time out and blink dark on its own. ]