[ poe doesn't look at her, choosing to stay fixated on the ring on the table. he can't help himself and reaches out to touch it —
and immediately pulls his fingers back. he didn't know what he expected; but he barely remembered ripping it off, so the sensation was truly a mystery. whatever he imagined wasn't the sharp burning like he'd touched a hot stove. it's all he can do to not hiss (or growl) in surprise. nope. if he doesn't address it and plays it cool, it won't have ever happened.
(if he stops long enough to real think about the unfairness of it all, his seams will start to tear. better not.) ]
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[ poe doesn't look at her, choosing to stay fixated on the ring on the table. he can't help himself and reaches out to touch it —
and immediately pulls his fingers back. he didn't know what he expected; but he barely remembered ripping it off, so the sensation was truly a mystery. whatever he imagined wasn't the sharp burning like he'd touched a hot stove. it's all he can do to not hiss (or growl) in surprise. nope. if he doesn't address it and plays it cool, it won't have ever happened.
(if he stops long enough to real think about the unfairness of it all, his seams will start to tear. better not.) ]