Carlisle unfurls himself to standing, breaking six feet but not by much. Marcus always called him il gigante del nord in his one attempt at humor around the oddity in their midst.
He strides forward to the invisible wall barring him in, reaching up to drop one hand against nothing at all.
"You know I owe them. In a way."
They educated him. Gave him a sense of history when he'd been turned and left to fend for himself a scant number of years before the Great Fire.
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Carlisle unfurls himself to standing, breaking six feet but not by much. Marcus always called him il gigante del nord in his one attempt at humor around the oddity in their midst.
He strides forward to the invisible wall barring him in, reaching up to drop one hand against nothing at all.
"You know I owe them. In a way."
They educated him. Gave him a sense of history when he'd been turned and left to fend for himself a scant number of years before the Great Fire.
He doesn't owe them all of this.