[ His smirk lessens as Spy closes in, some shark in wooly headgear. He sets his head back against the wall, keeping most of the other man's face in his vision. Shit.
He lifts a hand, pressing it to Spy's chest, pushing him just enough to be able to slide down under him, further onto the bed. His legs hang over the side of the bed, knees flexing against it to help pull him down further and in case he needs to sit back up quickly. ]
Yeah, probably cuz you got ice water in yer veins. Like-a snake.
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He lifts a hand, pressing it to Spy's chest, pushing him just enough to be able to slide down under him, further onto the bed. His legs hang over the side of the bed, knees flexing against it to help pull him down further and in case he needs to sit back up quickly. ]
Yeah, probably cuz you got ice water in yer veins. Like-a snake.