Florida remained carefully still, poised at Locus' side. Under the helmet his eyes flicked from Locus to Maine to York, trying to puzzle out what the game was here- the hand he'd put on Locus' shoulder firms for the moment. Solidarity.
They all saw how Locus had been uncertain upon his arrival. Knew how glad he was to be here with York. They took care of their own.
"Felix wants to buy you back." York opened easily enough, eyes on Locus' helmet. No command to take it off and the lock? Was in place. Felix lost the right to see what was underneath the second he thought taking Locus to the auction block was acceptable.
Of course if they knew each other as long, as well as Felix said? Posture could read well under the armor. Didn't matter. The set of his shoulders were tense, but York's smile flitted over his face, much as it always did when he saw Locus. "I have my reservations."
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They all saw how Locus had been uncertain upon his arrival. Knew how glad he was to be here with York. They took care of their own.
"Felix wants to buy you back." York opened easily enough, eyes on Locus' helmet. No command to take it off and the lock? Was in place. Felix lost the right to see what was underneath the second he thought taking Locus to the auction block was acceptable.
Of course if they knew each other as long, as well as Felix said? Posture could read well under the armor. Didn't matter. The set of his shoulders were tense, but York's smile flitted over his face, much as it always did when he saw Locus. "I have my reservations."