Emptiness [TAG: CALE]

'Come on,' Cale said, slapping him on the shoulder, 'it was just a joke, I'm not going to do anything to you,' he stopped and eyed him suspiciously, 'unless you start something first..' Cale doubted he would try and kill him, even the attack in the game seemed too much for him.

Dimitri believed him, but he wasn't going to relax until the man stepped away from him and gave him some space. Because of that he responded only by shaking his head. He wasn't going to try anything, unless it was in self defence.
It wasn't really a joke he saw the humor in. He had been honestly scared shitless, and he still had a clenched fist, not daring to move or relax his muscles. He might need them again if the man turned around again. Cale was more unpredictable than anyone he'd ever met.

When Dimitri still didn't say anything, he got bored and turned away from him, 'suit yourself,' he said with a yawn as he walked into the other room.
I wonder if there have been any other games since that one I was in, he thought as he lay down on the rug in the room, stretching before placing his hands behind his head. I guess if I'm not in them then who cares.. he thought and closed his eyes.

He let his breath out, not even realizing he'd been holding it in. Cale seemed unstable, so it would be wise to sleep with one eye open and never turn his back on him from now on. He wondered if he'd get any sleep tonight at all, and if he did, if he'd wake up.
He slid down to the floor and sat there, watching Cale carefully. If he'd get up again, if he'd make a move. He wasn't quite sure what he'd do if Cale did though. "Good night," he muttered very lowly, barely daring to speak to the man now. He said he'd been joking but.. what if he hadn't..?