They were going to have a hard time of it unless they stuck to more dishonest work and for the most part? Mick could care less. As long as he was able to stick with Len he was fine. The dragon in him had attached to him, decided that of all things in the realm, Leonard Snart was his treasure. His thing to hoard and look after. A partner and friend.
The inquisitive look draws a pleased rumble. Even as Len hesitates to touch, Mick tips his wing closer, allowing him to touch. His eyes are bright and silvery in the half-light and Mick can't seem to stop himself as he shifts closer. "'s all right. If you wanna touch." In fact, he wants him to touch, wants to feel the warm pass of fingers along a wing.
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Date: 2016-08-10 01:52 am (UTC)The inquisitive look draws a pleased rumble. Even as Len hesitates to touch, Mick tips his wing closer, allowing him to touch. His eyes are bright and silvery in the half-light and Mick can't seem to stop himself as he shifts closer. "'s all right. If you wanna touch." In fact, he wants him to touch, wants to feel the warm pass of fingers along a wing.