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asked:
blood red blacksand, sandy find out Pitch's huge cannibal urge, now he gotta think what he should do about it
answered:
“You seem upset.”
Pitch’s shrug was tight, controlled, forcibly nonchalant. Sandy tsked and placed a small hand over his. “You don’t need to pretend with me. That’s not how this relationship works. And I can’t help you if you’re always hiding from me, can I?”
Pitch let out a long, shuddering breath, but he relaxed, the tension bleeding out of his shoulders. Sandy patted his hand reassuringly. “Why are you upset, Pitch?”