her smile thins. her pen
doesn’t rush forward to
sign the flimsy sheet as
fast as most would expect.”And is this a cause that … affects
you directly?”

:: { ℑ⋅ℇ } ─ ─ ─ ::
He doesn’t blink but there’s
a cock to his head, Enjolras is
not quite sure if she’s trying to
figure out if he is ‘superhuman’.
She wouldn’t be the first. At
least, Enjolras thinks, she asks.
"I think it’s wrong. And invasive.
If humans don’t have to register
their DNA why should anyone else?“