（ he starts to reach up to swipe his hair back out of his eyes. stops before he gets his hand above his shoulder, because the fucking haircut makes it irrelevant. but it's a gesture he couldn't quite control — he turns it into a stretch almost smoothly enough to make it seem like that was his intention all along. ）
If I say 'yes', what would you do?
（ he doesn't even plan on giving out his real name here if he can get away with it. gal taught him the best lies are the ones that speak some truth. no one knows his world, no one but aidan knows about the kestrel. he could be anyone here, but he's worked hard to be who he is and he isn't going to change the core of it — but the finer points? sure, why the fuck not. ）
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If I say 'yes', what would you do?
（ he doesn't even plan on giving out his real name here if he can get away with it. gal taught him the best lies are the ones that speak some truth. no one knows his world, no one but aidan knows about the kestrel. he could be anyone here, but he's worked hard to be who he is and he isn't going to change the core of it — but the finer points? sure, why the fuck not. ）