[Once more Lupin was surprised by how dense Spock was. Their builds were similar, but Spock's very anatomy was vastly different. He could bear the added weight for the few moments it took for Lupin to guide Spock into the living room.
Wilhelmina stirred in her containment circle--a trick he learned from the wizard Harry Dresden--but she made no sound. Ignoring her completely, Lupin shoved the papers and books off of the coffee table and gently guided Spock to sit on it.]
Talk to me.
[He spoke briskly and ignored the fact that his voice was still lingering in the lower registers as he flicked the blade from his penknife. The green that clung to his hands was an alarming detail, but he held onto that cool control for the moment.
Once more, there was another man that he had to keep himself together for.]
2am on the 29th
Wilhelmina stirred in her containment circle--a trick he learned from the wizard Harry Dresden--but she made no sound. Ignoring her completely, Lupin shoved the papers and books off of the coffee table and gently guided Spock to sit on it.]
Talk to me.
[He spoke briskly and ignored the fact that his voice was still lingering in the lower registers as he flicked the blade from his penknife. The green that clung to his hands was an alarming detail, but he held onto that cool control for the moment.
Once more, there was another man that he had to keep himself together for.]