[wounded! whatever, he takes it on the chin, staring at her for some too-long moment, expression less flirty and more serious. did Great never tell her?]
No, I didn't have the option. [he rolls the window down enough to flick the cigarette out. he's stalling.] He made that clear.
[he falls silent and thinks about lying. he also thinks about how she's stuck in the car with him. his behavior is no secret, but things were a little less erratic back then. he'd been reckless with Ash, but there was purpose to that.]
Maybe, maybe not. Ask him about it, if you're so curious.
[that's probably why, he thinks. he sees that she still cares, and if it isn't caring it's curiosity. he thinks both of those traits are useless. curiosity leads to weakness, and weakness means vulnerability.]
You wanna know about a no name? D'you wanna send his family flowers?
[he waggles his finger over the steering wheel, tutting.]
[ Swinging her foot from side to side. The leg really is as good as new, even if the blood is getting pretty old. ]
What would I even put on the card? 'Hey, had my shadows carry your son or husband or whatever into some old house to rot in there, hope you don't mind. Oh yeah, and my condolences, too'.
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[with that predatory smile, fingers against his lips as takes a drag. he even gives her a cheeky wink.]
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[ Does make her wonder, though. ]
Did you ask him to mentor me?
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No, I didn't have the option. [he rolls the window down enough to flick the cigarette out. he's stalling.] He made that clear.
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[ He didn't even give Saber a chance, just a warning. Who the hell knows why he chose Cellar to do that with. ]
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C'mon, sweetheart. You don't really wanna know, do you?
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[ The more she keeps from him, the more she wants to know. ]
It can't have been that bad.
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Maybe, maybe not. Ask him about it, if you're so curious.
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Fine, I will.
[ She won't. ]
Where did you find that guy back there…?
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You wanna know about a no name? D'you wanna send his family flowers?
[he waggles his finger over the steering wheel, tutting.]
I thought you knew better.
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[ Swinging her foot from side to side. The leg really is as good as new, even if the blood is getting pretty old. ]
What would I even put on the card? 'Hey, had my shadows carry your son or husband or whatever into some old house to rot in there, hope you don't mind. Oh yeah, and my condolences, too'.
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[he laughs, reaching to squeeze her leg, right above her knee.]
You say some funny shit.
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[ Sometimes the operating word is trying. She taps her finger on top of his hand without trying to remove it. ]
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[she's not trying to pry his hand away from her leg, so he keeps it there, fingers a soft press to the back of her leg.]
Do you want me to take you seriously?