He had been waiting for this day with a sort of quiet anxiety. Not because he was afraid of seeing Fitz, but because he was afraid of not seeing him. Pagan heard where the non-graduated inmates go. He knows what happens to failures.
He does, for Fitz's sake, wrap the towel around his waist. "Fitz, darling. You're just in time," he says smoothly, grinning. He takes him in, from the new haircut to the clothes, to the look on his face. "Come on. Get some sun."
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Re: for Pagan
Date: 2026-01-02 04:51 pm (UTC)He does, for Fitz's sake, wrap the towel around his waist. "Fitz, darling. You're just in time," he says smoothly, grinning. He takes him in, from the new haircut to the clothes, to the look on his face. "Come on. Get some sun."