Not properly. I was ... distracted from you, at the time, by something quite awful and entirely to do with where my own thoughts took me. I'd rather not go into detail about it.
[ He offers a chagrined smile, squeezing her fingers back. ]
Someone did it to me recently, ah. Rather hit home hard.
[Someone did it to me recently. A surprise to hear, but she won't ask him on those details, though she understands what being in that position is like.]
Needing counsel? [She leans in to catch his eyes closer, tangling their fingers.] Well, we're fine. You're still ... keeping something from me. Whatever weird reasons you have. But we're fine. Us sleeping together or not sleeping together, you running off — it's not screwing us up.
I know you would. [Talk about himself. She's well aware of his bad habits by now, a rather common trend in recent and past events. But that's Loki.
She huffs into an amused smile, taking up her drink with a free hand, letting her nose poke at the rim of the glass.]
I'm fine. Taking things a lot easier than you are, for sure. But I'm making ... friends. I guess. Advantage to a place where people seem to be more openly honest, strangely enough. You'd think more assholes would be scouting the town.
If you run into any assholes, send them my way. I'll find a use for them where they have to be honest.
[ As the first course arrives at the same time as the drinks, he excitedly leans back to survey his ridiculously extravagant, entirely too common meal. Yes, good. ]
[Said flatly, but her smile remains nonetheless. The arrival of the food has her shaking her head with a laugh, sighing as she leans back in her seat, taking a lot upon the table at what should be a simple meal, but shouts out as being much too flashy.]
You really didn't need to do any of this, you know. [The dress, the limo, the restaurant. Everything, really.]
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[ He offers a chagrined smile, squeezing her fingers back. ]
Someone did it to me recently, ah. Rather hit home hard.
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Needing counsel? [She leans in to catch his eyes closer, tangling their fingers.] Well, we're fine. You're still ... keeping something from me. Whatever weird reasons you have. But we're fine. Us sleeping together or not sleeping together, you running off — it's not screwing us up.
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[ Drawing her fingers over, he pecks them just as the drinks arrive. ]
Are you alright, Verity? I'll talk about myself all night long if I don't ask now.
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She huffs into an amused smile, taking up her drink with a free hand, letting her nose poke at the rim of the glass.]
I'm fine. Taking things a lot easier than you are, for sure. But I'm making ... friends. I guess. Advantage to a place where people seem to be more openly honest, strangely enough. You'd think more assholes would be scouting the town.
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[ As the first course arrives at the same time as the drinks, he excitedly leans back to survey his ridiculously extravagant, entirely too common meal. Yes, good. ]
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[Said flatly, but her smile remains nonetheless. The arrival of the food has her shaking her head with a laugh, sighing as she leans back in her seat, taking a lot upon the table at what should be a simple meal, but shouts out as being much too flashy.]
You really didn't need to do any of this, you know. [The dress, the limo, the restaurant. Everything, really.]