"That's not what I mean, Inej." He sits down without her invitation, in a
kitchen chair with a straight back, his naked hands clasped between spread
knees. She doesn't look at his hands the way some people do, but that's
because she's seen them before. He's taken his gloves off in front of her
before. He swallows again and then looks up at her. He's not sure that
he's ever felt this naked before. "Drugged, maybe. But did you say
anything that, somewhere in you, you didn't mean, completely?" A muscle
ticks in his jaw. "Because I didn't."
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Date: 2016-02-23 09:54 pm (UTC)"That's not what I mean, Inej." He sits down without her invitation, in a kitchen chair with a straight back, his naked hands clasped between spread knees. She doesn't look at his hands the way some people do, but that's because she's seen them before. He's taken his gloves off in front of her before. He swallows again and then looks up at her. He's not sure that he's ever felt this naked before. "Drugged, maybe. But did you say anything that, somewhere in you, you didn't mean, completely?" A muscle ticks in his jaw. "Because I didn't."
He lets that hang between them for a moment.