thundery.livejournal.com['Kai' is sitting at the kitchen table, looking very distracted and gently brushing his knuckles against his chest. He'd forgotten how stressful it was to have a Heart. No need to pretend -- oh no, it was harder. Much harder. Not worth the effort, if you asked him. None of it. And to have a pure one?]
Give me a break.
[That's definitely not Kai, but you wouldn't be able to tell by his neutral position. Not at first, anyway. But he's tense, and that's at least a little noticeable. He'll probably leave the moment anyone else enters.
...probably. There is one thing he'd like to see, first.]