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[withmeinparadise]

You didn't say I had to stretch for it.

[ Does he tug lightly on a lock of her hair? Maybe. ]

[evocation]

[Oh, cute.]

You're pretty smart, I guess.

[withmeinparadise]

Pretty smart? Damning with faint praise, there, Kyna.

[evocation]

Okay, okay, super smart. A total historian.

[withmeinparadise]

[ He huffs a little, like it isn't good enough, but also he's grinning, so. You know. Whatever. ]

You feel a little better? Or you need your ego stroked a little more?

[evocation]

You can always stroke my ego. But you're making me feel a lot better, yeah.

[withmeinparadise]

That's something, right?

[ A lot better's definitely something. And just having someone to hold onto is...well, that's something, too. He's not trying to think too hard about it, how it smooths things out a little. Besides the danger of transmitting every feeling he might have about being close to Kyna, it doesn't really pay to analyze something like this. Just enjoy it while it's there. ]

Y'know, you might be the prettiest girl I've ever seen.

[ He says it about as seriously as he did You're funny, which is to say, with all the attitude of all right, here's a compliment on demand. So it's fine. Not serious. Normal. Friend behavior. ]

[evocation]

[It's not serious, sure, but it still makes her smile soften.]

Aw, are you getting sappy on me?

[withmeinparadise]

Sappy? Please.

[ He makes a pfffft noise for good measure. ]

[evocation]

Maybe you've always been a sap deep down.

[withmeinparadise]

Maybe you got the wrong guy here.

[evocation]

Oh, come on. Hunting pirate treasure? You're a total romantic.

[withmeinparadise]

Pirate treasure. You know, the stuff that makes you a millionaire.

[evocation]

[She lets out a little pfft.]

You're telling me you only care about those stories 'cause of the money?

[withmeinparadise]

I'm telling you that if you're looking for the romantic Drake, Nathan's a dozen floors down.

[evocation]

Eh, no thanks. Not my type. Also, you're a liar.

[Maybe he's not a stereotypical romantic, but fantasizing about pirate treasure and adventure definitely makes him a kind of romantic.]

[withmeinparadise]

[ He laughs. ]

Never said I wasn't. What's wrong with Nathan?

[evocation]

There's nothing wrong with him, he's just... you know. Not my type.

[withmeinparadise]

So what's your type?

[evocation]

Uh... I don't know. Be more specific.

[withmeinparadise]

...More specific?

[evocation]

Like, what? Looks? Personality?

[Maybe she's stalling a little.]

What's your type?

[withmeinparadise]

Both?

[ how is this hard ]

I asked first.

[evocation]

Uh... I don't know. I don't date a lot? I kind of suck at it. I usually stick to like... you know. One night stands. But telling you my type for that is kind of different, right?

[withmeinparadise]

So tell me for one-night stands.

[ Because let's be real here, he doesn't date a lot, either. ]