[It's a noise low in his throat, a low rumbling like an animal being coaxed from its lair in spite of its own instincts.]
I layer.
[Is that a joke? A fact? Maybe both. In reality it's a mix of causes, none of them his focus in the moment, tearing his grip free of Hux to take hold of his hips instead, picking him up.] And you weigh nothing.
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Date: 2017-02-28 02:25 am (UTC)I layer.
[Is that a joke? A fact? Maybe both. In reality it's a mix of causes, none of them his focus in the moment, tearing his grip free of Hux to take hold of his hips instead, picking him up.] And you weigh nothing.