[Oh are they playing this game again? Not on his watch.]
Then perhaps you should say what you mean. Or would you rather dance around the issue as if someone put hot coals underneath your feet?
Then perhaps you should say what you mean. Or would you rather dance around the issue as if someone put hot coals underneath your feet?
[It's great when a direct callout bites him in the ass and he suddenly doesn't know how to respond.
Even so, no regrets.]
I...[SIGH.] That is kind of you, but you needn't trouble yourself with such thoughts.
[Okay maybe little regrets.]
Even so, no regrets.]
I...[SIGH.] That is kind of you, but you needn't trouble yourself with such thoughts.
[Okay maybe little regrets.]
[Which is why she can never know.]
Because...[GOD why does he have to be so direct?] I would rather you not see me like that — fighting in the pits like a dog, trying to survive.
Because...[GOD why does he have to be so direct?] I would rather you not see me like that — fighting in the pits like a dog, trying to survive.
I know you wouldn't.
[Does he? Look, it's complicated.]
But it is not how I wish to be seen. ["by you", but details.]
[Does he? Look, it's complicated.]
But it is not how I wish to be seen. ["by you", but details.]
[He looks over at her so she can see his eyeroll. Don't you start switching shit up on him.]
What would you have me say, Kyna? Do you really want to be there that badly?
What would you have me say, Kyna? Do you really want to be there that badly?
[His previously annoyed look that he punctuated with an eyeroll softens as she says that. He sighs...that sigh he does when he's giving in and has to admit she's right.]
We are.
[He's not sure how it happened or why it happened or even when it happened, all he knows is they've indeed been looking out for one another.]
Fine. If that is what you want, I won't stop you. [Even if she should be focusing on getting out of this place herself, instead of on him. Though, now that that thought crosses his mind...]
...And, there is space enough for you should you ever need it. [At his place, he means.]
We are.
[He's not sure how it happened or why it happened or even when it happened, all he knows is they've indeed been looking out for one another.]
Fine. If that is what you want, I won't stop you. [Even if she should be focusing on getting out of this place herself, instead of on him. Though, now that that thought crosses his mind...]
...And, there is space enough for you should you ever need it. [At his place, he means.]
If I thought you would get in my way then I wouldn't offer you.
[He could have probably been more reassuring but, it's true, isn't it? He isn't known to coddle.]
Besides, the company would be nice.
[He could have probably been more reassuring but, it's true, isn't it? He isn't known to coddle.]
Besides, the company would be nice.
[He flashes a smirk, nudging her slightly with an exaggeratedly wistful sigh.]
Well, naturally, I would do nothing but waste away in my tiny room without your presence to fill it.
Well, naturally, I would do nothing but waste away in my tiny room without your presence to fill it.
[He laughs (and maybe it's slightly awkward, shut up).]
You know what I meant.
You know what I meant.
[Don't try and play this game with him just because you caught him off guard.]
If you want so be that close to me you needn't play dumb.
If you want so be that close to me you needn't play dumb.
[Fenris doesn't flinch away or budge in the slightest, looking down at her with a small quirk of his brow.]
And what if my answer was 'yes'?
And what if my answer was 'yes'?
[It's clear by the way he looks down at her legs draping over his that he has vastly underestimated her boldness. But he has also spent a lot of time with Isabela whose shamelessness truly knows no bounds, so he's over it quickly enough.]
You know, [With his gloved hand, he reaches up and lightly brushes his fingers over her shoulder.] If not for this place making touch so difficult...I would have undoubtedly tried to make a move on you by now.
[Is he just trying to one up her? Is he serious? The stupid smirk on his face really doesn't say.]
You know, [With his gloved hand, he reaches up and lightly brushes his fingers over her shoulder.] If not for this place making touch so difficult...I would have undoubtedly tried to make a move on you by now.
[Is he just trying to one up her? Is he serious? The stupid smirk on his face really doesn't say.]
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