[ snake. like father, like son? eli calls himself snake, too, as he recalls. after a thoughtful moment, he uncurls an arm, holding up two fingers. 'snake' isn't a problem, though. names are only accessories, really, when you're a psychic, or when speaking with a psychic, so he mimics snake's shrug a moment later.
his glance drifts down to the gun, then, sending a quick interrogative ping.
dangerous here? not as if that sort of thing is particularly upsetting to him, either, given his upbringing and where he's been since escaping the institute. even so, it's curious, especially given how relaxed many of the people here seem to be. ]
no subject
his glance drifts down to the gun, then, sending a quick interrogative ping.
dangerous here? not as if that sort of thing is particularly upsetting to him, either, given his upbringing and where he's been since escaping the institute. even so, it's curious, especially given how relaxed many of the people here seem to be. ]