#i still think of our hijinx when I see elmo

[dcviated]

actions speak louder than words :: open

@episentre sent: size, sender (Kuroha) measures the size of their hand against receiver's (Wylan)

Very rarely is Wylan in fact 'sleeping' or 'inattentive'. He simply behaves in such a way to invite unsuspecting victims closer to him. Pernicious little predator he is. With closer proximity his own options and opportunities increase, after all.

Like now, sitting in the chair (Kuroha's chair) (its in her office) (he shouldn't be in here alone) he looks dozed away in some distant world. The clamor of life and the hectic nature of his work no longer dogging him.

If only that were the case, but Wylan's got people to bother and/or protect. It just so happened that this particular doctor had him contracted to do so. It's a toss up on a day to day basis whether that was good or bad. Some say he has his charms. Perhaps enough to have her considering more kinder things, as she slips in, silently, laying her hand over his where it lay on the arm of the chair.

Then his eyes snapped open. Lips snap into a smile.

"Doc, you may have patient confidentiality but I-" Wylan starts. Snapping his hand up to take hers in it as deftly as possible. "...actually, I don't have a response for this. What were you doing? Oy. Not thinking to inject me with some prototype drug now are you?"