Fight the ground? He snorts, nosing against the dullahan's shoulder. That would mean possibly either a ridiculous display of Liam punching the ground and rolling around like a dork or the worse option of duking it out with a nature god or something like that. One of those was infinitely more endearing and less painful sounding than the other.
His touch slowly finds itself coming to the man's neck. Fingers gently brushing along the separation scar. "Fine, fine. I know I'm not going to win that argument."
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Date: 2020-02-29 08:20 am (UTC)From:His touch slowly finds itself coming to the man's neck. Fingers gently brushing along the separation scar. "Fine, fine. I know I'm not going to win that argument."