[okay, fine, whatever holiday it is ivar celebrates, he'll get something. funnily enough, klaus's able to provide two of those things, but if ivar wants something (or someone) to sacrifice, he'll have to search elsewhere— and quite honestly, he's agnostic, so what does that make christmas for him? maybe he should celebrate yule instead? hmmm.
in spite of the unpredictability (he hasn't forgotten ivar stabbed him), he can't help feeling as if ivar's had a rough fucking go at things. frankly, who better to understand that than a hargreeves? their whole family is messed up, like a trainwreck you just can't look away from.
he props onto his elbows, tilts his head and blinks once, twice.] Good thing, yeah? Seems like it is, [murmured through a chuckle. his own mushroom has him feeling tingly in the fingertips, fuzzy at the corners of his mind, a little muddled.]
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in spite of the unpredictability (he hasn't forgotten ivar stabbed him), he can't help feeling as if ivar's had a rough fucking go at things. frankly, who better to understand that than a hargreeves? their whole family is messed up, like a trainwreck you just can't look away from.
he props onto his elbows, tilts his head and blinks once, twice.] Good thing, yeah? Seems like it is, [murmured through a chuckle. his own mushroom has him feeling tingly in the fingertips, fuzzy at the corners of his mind, a little muddled.]
Let's hope it's a decent trip.