[ Mako is the scariest when he isn't saying a word, and right now he's terrifyingly silent.
As soon as Bolin's in sight, though, Zuko uncoils with a worried little trilla and practically bolts for him, flying lithely through the air until she collides with his shoulders and coils there, chirring anxiously while Mako stalks silently closer. She's full of all the worry Mako can't channel everywhere else, all the worry his nails are pressing into painful half-moons on his palms. How long has Bolin been out here? How long would he have been out here? How could Mako not have noticed, how could this have been happening literally right behind him, Bolin in the cold while he and Wu curled around each other in a too-nice bed?
None of those questions can answer themselves but he stays wordless, stopping in front of Bolin with that smoke still curling up sharp and short. There is a command in that silence: start talking, bro. ]
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Date: 2021-12-02 02:59 am (UTC)As soon as Bolin's in sight, though, Zuko uncoils with a worried little trilla and practically bolts for him, flying lithely through the air until she collides with his shoulders and coils there, chirring anxiously while Mako stalks silently closer. She's full of all the worry Mako can't channel everywhere else, all the worry his nails are pressing into painful half-moons on his palms. How long has Bolin been out here? How long would he have been out here? How could Mako not have noticed, how could this have been happening literally right behind him, Bolin in the cold while he and Wu curled around each other in a too-nice bed?
None of those questions can answer themselves but he stays wordless, stopping in front of Bolin with that smoke still curling up sharp and short. There is a command in that silence: start talking, bro. ]