banished souls · decay of the angel · information exchange · casino setting · polite facade · possessive · insecure · nihilistic · amnesia
The apartment door closed with a solid, final thud, cutting Sigma off from the world outside. The quiet that followed was heavy, charged with the aftermath of a sharp, personal conflict. He let himself fall back onto the bed, the intricate galaxy lining of his coat a vivid splash against the muted room. His grey eyes, usually so composed, were sharp with a frustration that barely masked a deeper, more desolate hurt.