[He can't take his eyes off him, in a way that's completely different than what it meant before. Taako can see the places where he's Kravitz but not, the way teeth tear at his skin and things rip from him in a way that can only be painful. There are legends of something that lives out here, but there are legends of something that lives out everywhere. Is it-- is this what Kravitz has always been? He can roll with that, I mean-- hell of a secret, but he can accept a monster boyfriend out of the deal. Maybe it's like a werewolf thing. He'd take any fucking reasoning at this point. Anything to make it okay.
He hates that he can practically tell he's not right by the way Kravitz doesn't even seem to want to look at himself, much less Taako. He clicks the flashlight off.]
So, uh, listen, if I've stumbled across your secret identity as the like, chupacabra or something, I seriously swear not to tell anyone.
[His voice is high and shaken, and obviously scared, even as he tries to shove it down.]
We can-- I mean, I can work with this. Probably. But you kinda have to, uhm, tell me what's. What's up, here.
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He hates that he can practically tell he's not right by the way Kravitz doesn't even seem to want to look at himself, much less Taako. He clicks the flashlight off.]
So, uh, listen, if I've stumbled across your secret identity as the like, chupacabra or something, I seriously swear not to tell anyone.
[His voice is high and shaken, and obviously scared, even as he tries to shove it down.]
We can-- I mean, I can work with this. Probably. But you kinda have to, uhm, tell me what's. What's up, here.