[Thorn watches all of it leaning up against the wall, arms folded over his bare chest]
[From his body language - from his expression - anyone would be hard-pressed to know what's going on in his head]
[Cobalt, of course, has a front ow seat, and the want ramps up by slow degrees as the show goes on, by the end a delicious ache that seems to thrum in the air itself]
Re: Thorn
[Thorn watches all of it leaning up against the wall, arms folded over his bare chest]
[From his body language - from his expression - anyone would be hard-pressed to know what's going on in his head]
[Cobalt, of course, has a front ow seat, and the want ramps up by slow degrees as the show goes on, by the end a delicious ache that seems to thrum in the air itself]