[She nods, glad to be spared the crude language. There are times to use it. First meetings are not among them.] There are parties like that. In fact all of their parties are such, some simply more than others. [They aren't bad, per se, but no being drugged with anything, especially magic, wasn't quite nice.]
I... [She gives him a lopsided look, lips thinning as they press together but neither scowling or smiling. She clearly doesn't know how to explain that she isn't much bitter about things in general.] I do wish I could go home and stay there but one can't simply spend their time being angry and wishing. At some point we can only make do. The enjoyment of, ah, the lovers you choose here can be what you make of it, to some extent. Some with certain... specialized desires... [She coughs delicately.] might have more trouble than others but companions can be found and pleasant ways to spend the time are possible.
[Fenris' expression is a mix of awe and respect and envy at the attitude that seems to come so easily for her. He tended to dwell on things, stewing and brooding, for far longer than those things deserved, but he'd always been that way. Still, it didn't mean he wasn't trying to change that about himself, not blind to his own shortcomings.]
I suppose, making the best of things is all we really have left to do. [His stubborn side disagreed. 'Making the best of things' sounded a lot like giving in and doing what they were told.
There were easier things to think about though.] Specialized desires? [He chuckled quietly.] And do you have any of those?
[She can guess what he's thinking, bets that it feels like giving in, and she gives him a look of sympathy in turn.
Before she can say anything, he turns the questions back on her. Her first instinct is to sputter a little and turn red.]
No. [She looks away, wondering for all the world if the ground could swallow her whole.]
I meant... That is... Other people, I mean. [Her own preferences and leanings were not nearly as scandalous as some but this reaction isn't helping her case.]
Ah, yes, other people. Of course. [His tone is completely serious and borderline apologetic, but the glint in his eyes and the slight curl at the corner of his mouth sends a different message.
They all had quirks, whether they indulged them or not.
He clears his throat and shifts the basket of goodies to his other hand.] Anyway, now that I know this was actually intended for me, thank you... I probably shouldn't take up more of your time, but it's a pleasure to meet you, Joesphine. [He gives her another half bow, a slight incline of his head.]
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I... [She gives him a lopsided look, lips thinning as they press together but neither scowling or smiling. She clearly doesn't know how to explain that she isn't much bitter about things in general.] I do wish I could go home and stay there but one can't simply spend their time being angry and wishing. At some point we can only make do. The enjoyment of, ah, the lovers you choose here can be what you make of it, to some extent. Some with certain... specialized desires... [She coughs delicately.] might have more trouble than others but companions can be found and pleasant ways to spend the time are possible.
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I suppose, making the best of things is all we really have left to do. [His stubborn side disagreed. 'Making the best of things' sounded a lot like giving in and doing what they were told.
There were easier things to think about though.] Specialized desires? [He chuckled quietly.] And do you have any of those?
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Before she can say anything, he turns the questions back on her. Her first instinct is to sputter a little and turn red.]
No. [She looks away, wondering for all the world if the ground could swallow her whole.]
I meant... That is... Other people, I mean. [Her own preferences and leanings were not nearly as scandalous as some but this reaction isn't helping her case.]
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They all had quirks, whether they indulged them or not.
He clears his throat and shifts the basket of goodies to his other hand.] Anyway, now that I know this was actually intended for me, thank you... I probably shouldn't take up more of your time, but it's a pleasure to meet you, Joesphine. [He gives her another half bow, a slight incline of his head.]