“you gotta more than tolerate spending time with me, at least a little. even if you won’t admit it. otherwise you wouldn’t have kept me around this long.” she smiles, ready for whatever grumble of a response that brought out.
“i’ll come… i suppose. but you already brought up the steak house so don’t think we aren’t doing that first. not getting out of that one.” grabbing her jacket, she was not looking forward to what the night had in store. even if he wouldn’t be as hurt as it would look and she doubted he would lose against anyone human, she still didn’t want to watch it.
there was a visible roll of his eyes and then shortly after a scoff. in truth, he almost was going to admit why he kept her around, but at the last second stoped himself. “steak house first,” he said, trying to keep his composure as best as possible.
“after that, we’ll see how the night goes from there.” If that meant leaving jess to go home while he fought? so be it – at least he was trying to think of her… even if it was just so she didn’t have to watch him beat some poor dude into a bloody pulp.
eyes narrowing beneath furrowed brows. sigyn sighs (dramatically). he isn’t wrong; life is hard, life has pain. though she knows that isn’t ALL it offers. arms fold over her chest deliberately. ❝ you don’t have to be mean about it. ❞
❝ i don’t have to be mean about anything. ❞ he just chose to be difficult due to the fact it was the better option than caring. ❝ i just don’t see why caring is needed. ❞ or why he should care rather when it didn’t benefit him. ❝ you try, fail, try again, and fail – it seems more like a typical universe problem than anything else. ❞
petting the dog’s fur brought a huge smile to her face.. though the runt of the litter was far from a tiny puppy, she could appreciate how small he had to be compared to the rest. realistically, she was more than a little excited that ky brought him home and she was a tiny bit interested into training him to be an appropriate attack dog. “but wouldn’t it be useful to have him eat people sometimes? – our enemies, for example.”
“perhaps.” it would be useful – very useful, but ky was thinking of the general welfare of the hound. not to mention jess herself. “it would have to be trained of course. not to mention it would have to be fed regularly.” he didn’t even know how often dogs needed to eat, but he was sure he’d be able to find out… one way or another. “if you’re up to it…. it can and we could make sure it does what’s needed. if and when the time comes.”
he wouldn’t waver from his position; why should he? admitting more would get them nowhere. a reason to why he wasn’t going to do so – not unless he absolutely felt the need to. right now… he did not. ‘i don’t value anyones opinion.’ he did – he craved some acknowledgement for his actions. even being torn down was better than nothing. ‘you should know that better than most.’
there was no substantial reason to why; he was amused. no, amused wasn’t the correct way to state his feeling – he didn’t even know what was at this point. all he knew for the moment was that he was interested. for ky, being interested in anything was a dangerous – if not one of – the most dangerous games around.
“ or, maybe i could keep you GUESSING. ”
it was a taunt, but one he’d stand behind. if ky couldn’t ELABORATE on the reasons to why – there was no reason to even attempt to explain. especially around someone like him.
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