[ juno folds his arms loosely around his middle as he listens, eyes trained on them, brows being the only give away of his reaction. which means they're saying a lot, shifting from completely incredulous to actually interested, leaning in with a curiosity that you could reach out and pluck from the air.
magic doesn't really exist where juno's from. just in all those little places he doesn't want to look--movies, amusement parts, the sword and shield of a woman warrior he once may have idolized, but no longer does. still, the whole thing it... suits janus really. suits them in a way that space suits juno, and while he's likely to blow it off, between the handful of people he's run into, well. too many possibilities exist in the here and now. more than he'd ever thought he'd encounter and it's damn frustrating but god, would nureyev have a fucking ball hearing about it all... ] That's...
[ juno hums, short, rough. there's something in his eyes, slightly slack mouth, like a wonder he's stifling. clears his throat. ] Sounds like interesting work. [ work that's honest and true and everything juno's ever striven for. ] A protector in a way.
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magic doesn't really exist where juno's from. just in all those little places he doesn't want to look--movies, amusement parts, the sword and shield of a woman warrior he once may have idolized, but no longer does. still, the whole thing it... suits janus really. suits them in a way that space suits juno, and while he's likely to blow it off, between the handful of people he's run into, well. too many possibilities exist in the here and now. more than he'd ever thought he'd encounter and it's damn frustrating
but god, would nureyev have a fucking ball hearing about it all...] That's...[ juno hums, short, rough. there's something in his eyes, slightly slack mouth, like a wonder he's stifling. clears his throat. ] Sounds like interesting work. [ work that's honest and true and everything juno's ever striven for. ] A protector in a way.