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[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. ]

[evocation]

Um... I don't know. Charismatic, funny, not a creep? Muscles are good, on guys or girls. And I like when people are a lot taller than me.

[withmeinparadise]

You got good taste.

[ Please don't let that be hope coming through his hand, some stupid heartened sensation at the fact that she basically just described him. (Good thing she doesn't appear to care about modesty.) ]

[evocation]

Thanks.

[Kyna, a moron, is oblivious to the fact that she just described him.]

What about yours?

[withmeinparadise]

[ He sorta shrugs. ]

Eh, I'm not too picky. Helps if she's pretty, though.