[ eventually, jayce leaves the rest of their things by the wall, some ways away from the hammer to avoid it being around corrupted edges and smears of monster guts. he doesn't take viktor from his sights, always in his line of vision as he trudges around the room with heavy feet. sooner or later he's pulled himself to the open doorway into the bathroom, finding the proximity with viktor much better than distance. just— had to situate himself.
he'll sit on the toilet seat, lid down, and wait with him, wrench and screwdriver in hand that he picked up from the garage. for their braces. the second he notices viktor peeling away his ruined clothes— his gaze averts, and he chooses to focus his eyes on his crude, handmade contraption. he put it together with his bare, scratched and bruised hands. using the tip of a screwdriver would facilitate removal tenfold. ]
If it's cold, I'm going straight to bed.
[ there is a very stark silence there with the gruff drawl of his words. his mostly hidden face doesn't hide the subtle lip quirk under the bush of his whiskers. ]
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he'll sit on the toilet seat, lid down, and wait with him, wrench and screwdriver in hand that he picked up from the garage. for their braces. the second he notices viktor peeling away his ruined clothes— his gaze averts, and he chooses to focus his eyes on his crude, handmade contraption. he put it together with his bare, scratched and bruised hands. using the tip of a screwdriver would facilitate removal tenfold. ]
If it's cold, I'm going straight to bed.
[ there is a very stark silence there with the gruff drawl of his words. his mostly hidden face doesn't hide the subtle lip quirk under the bush of his whiskers. ]