[It's not a proper recoil. More a mental twitch back, like brushing up against a poker recently pulled from the fire.
And yet doesn't take much force to pull him back, coming back close to the familiarity of Kavinsky. The buzz of his consciousness just that, a buzz, easy to want back among all the unfamiliar.]
(Nothing.)
[Short, to the point.]
(There's others now.)
[--With a kind of rising inflection to it, because Kavinsky will have felt them, too, just as surely as Sirius knew they were out there when they blipped in, pulled taut, and Merlin, how much worse is that feeling now.]
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And yet doesn't take much force to pull him back, coming back close to the familiarity of Kavinsky. The buzz of his consciousness just that, a buzz, easy to want back among all the unfamiliar.]
( Nothing. )
[Short, to the point.]
( There's others now. )
[--With a kind of rising inflection to it, because Kavinsky will have felt them, too, just as surely as Sirius knew they were out there when they blipped in, pulled taut, and Merlin, how much worse is that feeling now.]
( Found them yet? )