[ There's something about what he says that only makes her frown deepen.
"One o' those creeps"
Does he mean the game as a whole? Or himself? If it's him, she certainly doesn't want him talking about himself that way. ]
Renoβ
[ He grins, though, shrugs, and it seems the moment is over, hidden between the rules of their usual interactions. It's all she can do to try not to feel concerned, allowing a smile to find her face in answer; she does, though, reach out and link an arm with his, drawing herself in nearer to his side. ]
I promise I will. [ She doesn't even insist on it going both ways, despite her wish to do exactly that. He's gonna be stuck in his ways for a while, she thinks, she can work on it with him laterβ ] Thank you, Reno.
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"One o' those creeps"
Does he mean the game as a whole? Or himself? If it's him, she certainly doesn't want him talking about himself that way. ]
Renoβ
[ He grins, though, shrugs, and it seems the moment is over, hidden between the rules of their usual interactions. It's all she can do to try not to feel concerned, allowing a smile to find her face in answer; she does, though, reach out and link an arm with his, drawing herself in nearer to his side. ]
I promise I will. [ She doesn't even insist on it going both ways, despite her wish to do exactly that. He's gonna be stuck in his ways for a while, she thinks, she can work on it with him laterβ ] Thank you, Reno.