The tight, powerful feeling inside him tells him that he could he could right now, that he should, that Francis is so close and there, there is all of him, and Raju could just get up and have it. There's no chance that feeling is going to win, not now with Francis' injuries healing but all the more obvious with the bandage off, but Raju likes the fight. Both hands are curling their fingers against the floor.
"You were washing, weren't you?" he asks, voice just as sharp as his gaze. "Go on."
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Date: 2024-07-17 11:12 am (UTC)"You were washing, weren't you?" he asks, voice just as sharp as his gaze. "Go on."