[Coil may no longer have a heartbeat, but there is still a nightmarish ticking sound counting off seconds in his head, marking every moment that slips away while the elders negotiate. it's easier not to fidget impatiently when you're dead, but his stillness and obedience is all an act. that imaginary clock overshadows everything else. he can't even focus on the words being exchanged over the din of it.
so, it's a good thing that she catches his arm and keeps him on a short leash, otherwise he would have raced off before it would have been considered polite. and once that element is no longer a concern and they can move quickly, he wastes no time in leading her back down the path to trouble, like a good little hound.]
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so, it's a good thing that she catches his arm and keeps him on a short leash, otherwise he would have raced off before it would have been considered polite. and once that element is no longer a concern and they can move quickly, he wastes no time in leading her back down the path to trouble, like a good little hound.]