[ Kyle shifts slightly, biting at his bottom lip even as he shrugs slightly, folding his arms against his chest. Then he pauses, obviously realizing how that looks and letting his arms fall loose against his side.
Which feels awkward and he sighs, one hand coming to rest against his stomach, tugging at his shirt slightly. ]
Do I sound like an ass if I even ask which time? I mean, technically I think you're just asking about when I was turned, right?
[ He's not sure that makes it better but he's seen the looks Tim makes when he laughs off his deaths, and he doesn't want to disappoint Charles in that way either.
So while he's shifting, still uncertain about this because he knows his answers are not going to be good. He knows that well enough because he's avoided this with caring for others and laughing about it as if it's nothing serious. ]
When it happened, I really had no one left. My sire had done well to make sure of that. Alienating them himself or convincing me that they were against me so when it happened... he was all I had and there was never a mention of it after I came to on the beach.
Then it was... life here. There was other things going on, and so many things with him and...
[ He sighs, looking down and then up at Charles as he slides his hands into his pockets, pressing his arms against his sides. ]
I don't know what the right way is. Dealing with aliens made things so that there wasn't time to deal with things. I had to protect them. It's what my family does. Here? I mean, you know how it is. Life is nuts, right?
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Which feels awkward and he sighs, one hand coming to rest against his stomach, tugging at his shirt slightly. ]
Do I sound like an ass if I even ask which time? I mean, technically I think you're just asking about when I was turned, right?
[ He's not sure that makes it better but he's seen the looks Tim makes when he laughs off his deaths, and he doesn't want to disappoint Charles in that way either.
So while he's shifting, still uncertain about this because he knows his answers are not going to be good. He knows that well enough because he's avoided this with caring for others and laughing about it as if it's nothing serious. ]
When it happened, I really had no one left. My sire had done well to make sure of that. Alienating them himself or convincing me that they were against me so when it happened... he was all I had and there was never a mention of it after I came to on the beach.
Then it was... life here. There was other things going on, and so many things with him and...
[ He sighs, looking down and then up at Charles as he slides his hands into his pockets, pressing his arms against his sides. ]
I don't know what the right way is. Dealing with aliens made things so that there wasn't time to deal with things. I had to protect them. It's what my family does. Here? I mean, you know how it is. Life is nuts, right?