09-02-2023, 08:27 PM
(This post was last modified: 09-03-2023, 04:16 PM by Jensen James.)
It was with genuine patience that Jensen awaited Pavel’s consent, and when that moment came, the hint of warmth touched his face with relief. Truly he knew little of their family, no more than the names upon their introduction and what he could deduce in these past few minutes. Yet for all his powers of observation, their story unfurled like a scroll that he might read. He pondered the emotions concealed behind Pavel's impenetrable gaze—a shroud of darkness and the unwavering strength demanded by his familial role, whatever it might be.
Intimacy seemed foreign to the man before him, prompting Jensen to cautiously place his palm beneath Pavel's outstretched hand, his fingertips barely grazing the skin, mindful of the tenderness. It was a delicate gesture, just enough to meet the Gift's requirement. The potent Gift surged through him, akin to a river of indescribable forces. Like with Maksim, the healing process began anew, but Jensen maintained a steadfast gaze without averting his eyes from the level of the man’s before him. Even someone as guarded as Pavel couldn't help but react to the undeniable effect while Jensen concealed the emotions churning within his own behind a façade of gentle observation. "See? That wasn't so bad." He spoke when it was done.
In the midst of such a moment, Maksim reappeared, prompting Jensen to step aside reluctantly, as though peeling himself away from something he was sorry to leave behind. However, he recognized the need to respect the passing seconds.
Agent Devarona promptly approached his shoulder, urging him to don his mask and depart in his company. The intricate family dynamics had unfolded before Jensen's eyes, and he acknowledged his compliance with a subtle nod.
((Edited the hand. Realized it would hurt to touch his knuckles.))
Intimacy seemed foreign to the man before him, prompting Jensen to cautiously place his palm beneath Pavel's outstretched hand, his fingertips barely grazing the skin, mindful of the tenderness. It was a delicate gesture, just enough to meet the Gift's requirement. The potent Gift surged through him, akin to a river of indescribable forces. Like with Maksim, the healing process began anew, but Jensen maintained a steadfast gaze without averting his eyes from the level of the man’s before him. Even someone as guarded as Pavel couldn't help but react to the undeniable effect while Jensen concealed the emotions churning within his own behind a façade of gentle observation. "See? That wasn't so bad." He spoke when it was done.
In the midst of such a moment, Maksim reappeared, prompting Jensen to step aside reluctantly, as though peeling himself away from something he was sorry to leave behind. However, he recognized the need to respect the passing seconds.
Agent Devarona promptly approached his shoulder, urging him to don his mask and depart in his company. The intricate family dynamics had unfolded before Jensen's eyes, and he acknowledged his compliance with a subtle nod.
((Edited the hand. Realized it would hurt to touch his knuckles.))