A SENSE OF A CONTROL / private, caesar

IT'S ALL IN YOUR HEAD !

CAESAR CIPHER. MALE. THE TYPHOON. OFFICER.

Blind? Caesar gave a snort at that. He believed Henri, of course, it wasn't exactly that hard to tell that the guy was saying the truth. But god, what a damn shame he had that disability. That was sarcastic, of course; Caesar immediately thought this guy was pathetic. "You're in The Typhoon." The demon grunted in response, his gaze slowly moving over to where the sunglasses floated in the water. Shrugging, he went off to grab them. "What do you need them for, if you can't see?" Honestly, he was keeping the glasses for now in case they gave him sight or some shit. A trespasser so close to their camp? Not a good thing.

#psychosocial.