[ Matt knows the man leaves as soon as he does, but makes little indication in his expression of his realization of it. He's played pretend long enough to be aware of how to behave in the presence of the rest of the world as if he couldn't see anything at all.
But he isn't prepared for the voice that soon follows. His ears have caught the shift of movement, but not one of a living person, not when there's no beating heart to indicate that one was there at all. He tilts his head, trying to position his ear towards the source of the voice but there's nothing but a small concentrated heat — the burning of paper and tobacco into what he imagines should be a body.
He tenses as the smoke is blown at him, nose scrunching on impulse at the sensitivity of it. ]
Can't blame them. People get panicked when they lose the sense of what's going on around them. It's no surprise.
sorry it took me a few days, this is lovely!
But he isn't prepared for the voice that soon follows. His ears have caught the shift of movement, but not one of a living person, not when there's no beating heart to indicate that one was there at all. He tilts his head, trying to position his ear towards the source of the voice but there's nothing but a small concentrated heat — the burning of paper and tobacco into what he imagines should be a body.
He tenses as the smoke is blown at him, nose scrunching on impulse at the sensitivity of it. ]
Can't blame them. People get panicked when they lose the sense of what's going on around them. It's no surprise.