[ Yet, despite himself, he's never really seemed to mind the teasing. Besides, who else would talk to him like that? No one, that's who. Hawks raises an eyebrow at the contact with his jacket and shrugs. ]
It's early spring and my jacket is warm. [ Lightly deflecting. He doesn't own much that isn't his uniform, he never has. All he does is work, after all. ]
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It's early spring and my jacket is warm. [ Lightly deflecting. He doesn't own much that isn't his uniform, he never has. All he does is work, after all. ]
I'm always cold.