"...I'm going to kick her ass." Zax wasn't happy with that. Anyone who knew Kunsel knew he collected information like a sponge. But he never used anyone like that.
She moved her chair towards Kunsel, getting close enough that she could bump her shoulder against his. It was silent support, and she was willing to listen to him for as long as he wanted to vent. Because she cared about him, and hated to know that someone had hurt him.
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Date: 2015-08-24 02:25 am (UTC)She moved her chair towards Kunsel, getting close enough that she could bump her shoulder against his. It was silent support, and she was willing to listen to him for as long as he wanted to vent. Because she cared about him, and hated to know that someone had hurt him.