suitably_heroicAtton kind of regretted cutting his hair before he'd come back to Fandom. It had seemed like a good idea at the time, to shift back into this version of himself. But as comfortable as Atton Rand had felt just a month or two ago, now he found himself drifting back to someone else.
Or someone in-between.
Either way, on Saturday he took Mical to the Perk. He wrapped himself in a comfortable blue sweatshirt, jeans, trainers-- a deliberate contrast to Mical's robes, maybe a statement, or an armor. He wasn't sure. But it made him feel a little more all right within himself, and these days, that was everything.
"I'm telling you, you're going to love that pumpkin spice monster," he said, settling down into a seat, legs outstretched.
[[ open! TW for discussion of trauma and manipulation in the Mical thread ]]