[ the invitation is probably only half real, but even if it was totally honest evan wouldn't take it. no point in sleeping. no urge, and no way to give in even if it was there. he was a light sleeper back in the world, anyway. ]
You wouldn't like it.
[ which is a fairly tame response, given the other options that crept up behind that one, but it's still true. between the shrapnel, the hooks, and his tendency to attack anything his half-conscious brain even considers a threat, it'd end badly.
he leaves david alone, heading back to the workshop to pull his mask on again and start on the booze again. the burn's a little less sharp now that he's worked some of the constant tension off, and knowing that david's going to pass out rather than creep around and steal or just fuck off and ruin his traps is at least a minor reassurance. and very few others are likely to break in at this point. even ghost face, at his worst, is lurking around outside, waiting for an opportunity.
so he gets back to work. no reason to waste time outside a trial. ]
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You wouldn't like it.
[ which is a fairly tame response, given the other options that crept up behind that one, but it's still true. between the shrapnel, the hooks, and his tendency to attack anything his half-conscious brain even considers a threat, it'd end badly.
he leaves david alone, heading back to the workshop to pull his mask on again and start on the booze again. the burn's a little less sharp now that he's worked some of the constant tension off, and knowing that david's going to pass out rather than creep around and steal or just fuck off and ruin his traps is at least a minor reassurance. and very few others are likely to break in at this point. even ghost face, at his worst, is lurking around outside, waiting for an opportunity.
so he gets back to work. no reason to waste time outside a trial. ]