[His eyes had been fixed on the glove, but the sudden change in Ginoza's expression makes his gaze flick up, bright with curiosity. He had often wondered if the presence of only one glove is some sort of bizarre fashion statement, or if there is another reason behind it.
It seems he has his answer.
Ginoza is entirely still under him, barely breathing, seeming for all the world like a prey animal about to burst into motion and run. If he had, Jade would have let him.
But he doesn't. The chance for escape comes and goes. Jade turns back to his task, using his fingers to ease the soft leather away rather than his teeth. He's slow, almost reverent, until the first hint of metal appears and his eyes widen briefly in surprise.]
This is...
[He has enough control not to yank the glove off, at least. Slowly, he continues the rest of it forwards, exposing metal knuckles, metal joints, metal fingers.]
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It seems he has his answer.
Ginoza is entirely still under him, barely breathing, seeming for all the world like a prey animal about to burst into motion and run. If he had, Jade would have let him.
But he doesn't. The chance for escape comes and goes. Jade turns back to his task, using his fingers to ease the soft leather away rather than his teeth. He's slow, almost reverent, until the first hint of metal appears and his eyes widen briefly in surprise.]
This is...
[He has enough control not to yank the glove off, at least. Slowly, he continues the rest of it forwards, exposing metal knuckles, metal joints, metal fingers.]