（ he is no stranger to getting his ass well and truly kicked, nor to fighting like his life depends on it — it often has, in the past. but no amount of giving the guards hell changes his fate. held down, branded, thrown in jail.
he's awake for a while before he moves, mostly because one leg is sort of twisted weirdly beneath the other one and it's uncomfortable where his knee is pressed to the cold stone floor. the voice makes him grimace, dragging a hand up to his head where he presses against the throb of a swollen knot. ）
Thanks, Captain Obvious.
（ this child has no respect.
he pulls himself upright, sitting with his legs crossed so there's the least amount of strain on those shackles. the brand, pressed into his arm with a sizzle of flesh, gets a look but not much else in the way of reaction, and then he lifts a hand up and starts tearing a broken fingernail the rest of the way off with his teeth.
it's going to annoy the hell out of him otherwise. ）
cw: branding, injury mention (fingernail grossness)
he's awake for a while before he moves, mostly because one leg is sort of twisted weirdly beneath the other one and it's uncomfortable where his knee is pressed to the cold stone floor. the voice makes him grimace, dragging a hand up to his head where he presses against the throb of a swollen knot. ）
Thanks, Captain Obvious.
（ this child has no respect.
he pulls himself upright, sitting with his legs crossed so there's the least amount of strain on those shackles. the brand, pressed into his arm with a sizzle of flesh, gets a look but not much else in the way of reaction, and then he lifts a hand up and starts tearing a broken fingernail the rest of the way off with his teeth.
it's going to annoy the hell out of him otherwise. ）
How long've you been awake?