Glitch is thankfully not pulling faces at DG when the men make their way out (and he resents the implication of that, that he and Raw aren't men somehow). He's back to leaning against the wall, gazing at some piece of the floor, hands clasped tightly in front of him and being wrung as he thinks whatever odd thoughts he's thinking.
He looks after a few long moments, solemn, distant look pulling into a warm, heart felt and touched smile. "Wyatt..."
He looks magnificent. Every inch the handsome soldier.
![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
timeasmymeasure
no subject
Date: 2009-08-26 12:18 pm (UTC)He looks after a few long moments, solemn, distant look pulling into a warm, heart felt and touched smile. "Wyatt..."
He looks magnificent. Every inch the handsome soldier.