[ he really isn't and he hates himself for coming so close to lying. especially towards coraline of all people. he tries to tell himself that he's okay, really, but he can feel his optics flicker from exhaustion; the worrying glitter of his optics match the unsteady canter of his lantern. and he can tell his grip on his lantern is getting more... loose is the best word, he supposes. less reliable? let's go with that.
daylight wants to say something now but then he stops and ends up staying stock still. his winglets flares up high and wide as if assessing the situation then they shoot down. the winglets drawback tight as they'll allow themselves to be behind his frame.
as if trying to hide from danger. ]
Did- [ he hates himself for saying this but, ] Did you hear that? That growl?
this is perfect!!
[ he really isn't and he hates himself for coming so close to lying. especially towards coraline of all people. he tries to tell himself that he's okay, really, but he can feel his optics flicker from exhaustion; the worrying glitter of his optics match the unsteady canter of his lantern. and he can tell his grip on his lantern is getting more... loose is the best word, he supposes. less reliable? let's go with that.
daylight wants to say something now but then he stops and ends up staying stock still. his winglets flares up high and wide as if assessing the situation then they shoot down. the winglets drawback tight as they'll allow themselves to be behind his frame.
as if trying to hide from danger. ]
Did- [ he hates himself for saying this but, ] Did you hear that? That growl?
[ because... it sounds way too close for comfort.