But her question does give him pause, his smile faltering for just a moment before it's back as he continues placing more greenery between the flowers and watching her rearrange them. ]
I'll be alright. It's just one of those things beyond my control.
You are, but I wouldn't want to bore you. [ Life is rough and then you die. ] How about a question instead? Do you and Boothill ever get into arguments?
If it was going to bore me I wouldn't have asked. [amused, but:] We haven't yet, but that doesn't mean it won't happen. I've been known to be very loud about my opinions.
her tail comes around to jab him very gently in the side, and then rests on his arm.]
I think he'd like anything I did, which really makes me out of practice. [she jokes, and then:] I'm sorry, threads. He's a stubborn little bastard about not letting people in.
Guess I can't really give advice since one, you didn't ask, and two, haven't got any idea how serious it is - but while space is good, you give them enough room and they'll run for the fucking hills. Reminds me of Astarion, honestly.
[ He lightly places a hand over her tail, a little show of gratitude before he drops his hand back to his side.
There's some quiet on his end as he thinks about what she says, weighing her words against what he knows before breaking out into a smile that isn't so heavy. ]
Oh? Any idea how Gale managed to grab hold of him, then?
[she lets her tail slide off to the side too, but sticks close.]
Ooh, a lot of patience, I imagine! And not getting mad when he bites. [huff.] You know, like offering treats to a stray cat until it finally lets you pet it.
The way I deal with Astarion and Nehan both is I let them get the horrible out of their systems, and then I keep coming back twice as kind. It's worked so far.
[she knows that's not easy for everybody, though.]
[she says cheerfully to the first part, but:] Sure thing. Talking usually does, otherwise it gets all gummy and rotted in your chest, and then you just feel sick.
[ Huh. He supposes it did make him feel a little better. Damn, who knew talking about feelings could actually help. Is this why therapy is so popular? ]
[she grins very brightly at him, visibly pleased to have helped.]
Of course, threads, that's what I'm here for. [leans over to kiss him on the side of the head affectionately, and then she gathers up the flowers, tail wagging.]
These look fucking incredible. Thank you for helping me out.
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But her question does give him pause, his smile faltering for just a moment before it's back as he continues placing more greenery between the flowers and watching her rearrange them. ]
I'll be alright. It's just one of those things beyond my control.
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Want to talk about it? I'm a good listener.
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You are, but I wouldn't want to bore you. [ Life is rough and then you die. ] How about a question instead? Do you and Boothill ever get into arguments?
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Why? You arguing with the person you're into?
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[ A small smile, something a bit melancholy about it as he finishes placing the last greenery into the bouquet. ]
No, not really. We just decided to go our separate ways in the meantime.
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This about Nehan, or someone else? [don't just assign them together]
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I guess it wasn't much of a secret.
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[amused.]
You okay with that? The separate ways thing. Doesn't really sound like you are.
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Yes, well, we talked about it and there's not much I can do but give him his space.
[ Gently pats the bouquet before he pulls away. ]
I think that cowboy will like it.
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her tail comes around to jab him very gently in the side, and then rests on his arm.]
I think he'd like anything I did, which really makes me out of practice. [she jokes, and then:] I'm sorry, threads. He's a stubborn little bastard about not letting people in.
Guess I can't really give advice since one, you didn't ask, and two, haven't got any idea how serious it is - but while space is good, you give them enough room and they'll run for the fucking hills. Reminds me of Astarion, honestly.
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There's some quiet on his end as he thinks about what she says, weighing her words against what he knows before breaking out into a smile that isn't so heavy. ]
Oh? Any idea how Gale managed to grab hold of him, then?
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Ooh, a lot of patience, I imagine! And not getting mad when he bites. [huff.] You know, like offering treats to a stray cat until it finally lets you pet it.
The way I deal with Astarion and Nehan both is I let them get the horrible out of their systems, and then I keep coming back twice as kind. It's worked so far.
[she knows that's not easy for everybody, though.]
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Of course it has. I can't imagine anyone being able to resist your efforts.
[ He says this fondly... ]
You've given me a lot to think about, Karlach. I was hesitant to speak on it, but now I see that talking about it did help.
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I am a fucking force to be reckoned with.
[she says cheerfully to the first part, but:] Sure thing. Talking usually does, otherwise it gets all gummy and rotted in your chest, and then you just feel sick.
[she arranges her flowers, and then:]
Makes me feel better, too.
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I'll have to remember this for next time.
[ Because there will absolutely be a next time. ]
... Thank you. For taking the time to listen.
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Of course, threads, that's what I'm here for. [leans over to kiss him on the side of the head affectionately, and then she gathers up the flowers, tail wagging.]
These look fucking incredible. Thank you for helping me out.
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... Call me anytime if you ever need more help.
[ He will skedaddle now, feeling a bit lighter. ]