[ He glances briefly at the Passion key. He's aware of it's power, and you've seen him use it nearly as often as the Industrial key; but Josh's attention is now focused on the first one -- the Tear-Stained key. And he swallows quietly, remembering that you'd mentioned once, at the beginning of your friendship, that you'd drowned.
His gaze eventually drops and when he speaks again, his tone is even, measured. ] You told me that your father drowned you.
How... how young were you when...?
[ His lips press together and a part of him wants to backpedal from bringing this up.
It's been kind of an unspoken thing, after all -- that neither of you pry. Wasn't that how the safe word started? Goddamn snakes. ]
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His gaze eventually drops and when he speaks again, his tone is even, measured. ] You told me that your father drowned you.
How... how young were you when...?
[ His lips press together and a part of him wants to backpedal from bringing this up.
It's been kind of an unspoken thing, after all -- that neither of you pry. Wasn't that how the safe word started? Goddamn snakes. ]