even after your separation you took on his habits. his vocabulary, his tricks, the little nervous fidgets he did. you took it all. you knew you did. he could tell by the way you cut off your sentence when a familiar phrase spilled out your mouth, or by the way you forcefully pulled your hand away whenever you subconsciously tapped it to the beat he came up with.

you caught his eye across the camp. silent words exchanged between the two of you with a glance.