I don't think it's honor, anyway. Everything seems very...
[ Here so briefly and he already has a sliver of a sense of it, even if he doesn't have a word. That the glitzy party isn't there to be passively enjoyed; it wants a part of you, wants to be chased. Frenzied in its fun. ]
Mm. Well. I don't mind a kiss. Or finding a drink, for that matter. If you'll let me stay a while.
[ ...now he's the one who sounds like he's coming on to her, doesn't he? Or is it just the topic of conversation, the nature of the place, that makes him suddenly feel like that request has claws he didn't mean to give it? Or is that what he wants? ]
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[ Here so briefly and he already has a sliver of a sense of it, even if he doesn't have a word. That the glitzy party isn't there to be passively enjoyed; it wants a part of you, wants to be chased. Frenzied in its fun. ]
Mm. Well. I don't mind a kiss. Or finding a drink, for that matter. If you'll let me stay a while.
[ ...now he's the one who sounds like he's coming on to her, doesn't he? Or is it just the topic of conversation, the nature of the place, that makes him suddenly feel like that request has claws he didn't mean to give it? Or is that what he wants? ]