Poor Edmund. For Al, both his forms were him. It was simply an extension of who he was, whichever body he currently inhabited. But for Edmund, someone who'd grown up so awkward in one body, to suddenly have an alternative...
But as quickly as that moment came, it went. And Al was left watching him, curiosity and concern mingling in his gaze. He appreciated Edmund's honesty, as hardwon as it was. If nothing else, it seemed like they could share that. "It's not --" how to put this. Al felt himself pinking as he considered.
He couldn't tell Edmund that he didn't like him, or find him attractive. Neither could be farther from the truth. Edmund was delightful, and Al had appreciated his good nature as much as his handsome appearance. "You're a panther. And I'm a lion. An alpha. There are certain expectations -- I owe it to my pride, and my family, I can't -- galavant."
Or date. Or flirt --
"I'm sorry. I wish things could be different..." Make of that what you would, Edmund.
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Date: 2016-06-03 02:39 am (UTC)But as quickly as that moment came, it went. And Al was left watching him, curiosity and concern mingling in his gaze. He appreciated Edmund's honesty, as hardwon as it was. If nothing else, it seemed like they could share that.
"It's not --" how to put this. Al felt himself pinking as he considered.
He couldn't tell Edmund that he didn't like him, or find him attractive. Neither could be farther from the truth. Edmund was delightful, and Al had appreciated his good nature as much as his handsome appearance. "You're a panther. And I'm a lion. An alpha. There are certain expectations -- I owe it to my pride, and my family, I can't -- galavant."
Or date. Or flirt --
"I'm sorry. I wish things could be different..." Make of that what you would, Edmund.