[Tate's quiet but it's obvious the clouds come in overhead. He looks down at the paper, pencil halting in the next curling line. You think that by this point it wouldn't feel so - hollow to think back about it. He already went over all this with Ben, and then some. He knows why his father left, he knows why all people leave. Driven away by something.]
If he really did though, he would've taken me with him.
[He shrugs.]
Comes naturally, I guess. You know your design you like? Triskelions. They're a real common symbol in BDSM. That's not why you picked it, right? You just liked threes?
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[Tate's quiet but it's obvious the clouds come in overhead. He looks down at the paper, pencil halting in the next curling line. You think that by this point it wouldn't feel so - hollow to think back about it. He already went over all this with Ben, and then some. He knows why his father left, he knows why all people leave. Driven away by something.]
If he really did though, he would've taken me with him.
[He shrugs.]
Comes naturally, I guess. You know your design you like? Triskelions. They're a real common symbol in BDSM. That's not why you picked it, right? You just liked threes?