Usually can. [He takes a deep breath that ends in a long sigh, and occupies himself by fidgeting with the border of Ivar's shirt.] My uh... steady, we go way back. Six months or so. Jason's his name. We were fucking around when he got here and I- I don't know. I had a moment. Tried to burn his cock off, I don't know why. He was in tears and he was bleeding and I- just tossed him out, I didn't-
[He takes another breath.]
Just needed... something to take it out on and I could track down Greyjoy, so... so I did. And now...
[He just grimaces. Ivar can figure out the rest, and he doesn't want to talk about it anymore. His hands are wandering under Ivar's shirt now, as if that's going to save him from confronting his actions.]
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Date: 2019-08-17 02:36 am (UTC)[He takes another breath.]
Just needed... something to take it out on and I could track down Greyjoy, so... so I did. And now...
[He just grimaces. Ivar can figure out the rest, and he doesn't want to talk about it anymore. His hands are wandering under Ivar's shirt now, as if that's going to save him from confronting his actions.]