( oh, sure, bat his hands away. it means he does try to pinch her cheeks again, since his backdrop of responses to things like this pretty much circle around to what his grandfather's done; when she's tucked her face into his shoulder, he rolls his eyes skyward, awkwardly settling a hand at her side, the other across her back.
he pats her once, thump, as a reminder. )
You rushed in and you're lucky you weren't injured, is what you mean. Shit, how much of that was happening?
( to all of them. to dark caves and insect ridden swamps with alligatorcrocs and frogdogs and houses that aim to kill with the death that's already lingering. )
Will you slow down some? You're kick ass, but you don't need to do everything on your own. ( he pauses, breathing out in a ghost of a laugh. ) Which is rich coming from me, I get it, but come on, Nastenka.
to no answer other than ??? (im mad my reply here was eaten twice)
he pats her once, thump, as a reminder. )
You rushed in and you're lucky you weren't injured, is what you mean. Shit, how much of that was happening?
( to all of them. to dark caves and insect ridden swamps with alligatorcrocs and frogdogs and houses that aim to kill with the death that's already lingering. )
Will you slow down some? You're kick ass, but you don't need to do everything on your own. ( he pauses, breathing out in a ghost of a laugh. ) Which is rich coming from me, I get it, but come on, Nastenka.