"And I think when you return those guns, it should be a bit early in the evening, and I should happen to be testing what you've returned. I've cleaned my hands of them for over ten years now, no one around here would see the error in my forgetting to check the safety." Wei would, of course, because while he'd avoided guns that didn't mean he had ever forgotten how to handle them. The grip of his service pistol, hidden in his apartment, could still raise the gooseflesh on him and, as Lin would say, as Nariko had nearly three years ago now: You never forget that sensation, the desire to never let it go.
"Lingering isn't any fun but if it should happen that you and yours end up here again for whatever reason, well, I'd rather not have to go outside the walls to sell to you, understand?" It was a matter of practicality as much as kindness. Of course he wasn't planning on staying but a bridge that lead to Matilda was not one to burn.
The boy - she was relatively sure that his name was Tyler? Or something? - cleared his throat, likely to refocus himself, because when he spoke again he appeared a tad steadier. "Sorry, I'm kind of nervous!" He laughed, but Kaine just looked ready to bolt, as if sensing the tepid reception Tyler faltered again. "I was just wondering if you'd like to go out sometime -"
"No." The word came out quick and clipped, well doused in her immediate fear. But nothing could spark immediate entitlement like such a clear cut response and though Tyler's feelings were immediately hurt.
"You don't have to be so quick, you don't even want to think about it?" Frustrated or not that hope was impossible to block out, and of course that only served to make her even more nervous. Kaine backed up again, and this time Tyler followed, cutting the space between them in half.
"I don't. Please leave me alone." Which really meant please fuck off before I punch you or cry, but she didn't exactly have the voice for that right now. Her eyes darted away, trying to find where Nariko went, and her heart sank when she realized that the other woman wasn't visible, wasn't within reach, likely impossible to reach short of making a scene. How fantastic.
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"Lingering isn't any fun but if it should happen that you and yours end up here again for whatever reason, well, I'd rather not have to go outside the walls to sell to you, understand?" It was a matter of practicality as much as kindness. Of course he wasn't planning on staying but a bridge that lead to Matilda was not one to burn.
The boy - she was relatively sure that his name was Tyler? Or something? - cleared his throat, likely to refocus himself, because when he spoke again he appeared a tad steadier. "Sorry, I'm kind of nervous!" He laughed, but Kaine just looked ready to bolt, as if sensing the tepid reception Tyler faltered again. "I was just wondering if you'd like to go out sometime -"
"No." The word came out quick and clipped, well doused in her immediate fear. But nothing could spark immediate entitlement like such a clear cut response and though Tyler's feelings were immediately hurt.
"You don't have to be so quick, you don't even want to think about it?" Frustrated or not that hope was impossible to block out, and of course that only served to make her even more nervous. Kaine backed up again, and this time Tyler followed, cutting the space between them in half.
"I don't. Please leave me alone." Which really meant please fuck off before I punch you or cry, but she didn't exactly have the voice for that right now. Her eyes darted away, trying to find where Nariko went, and her heart sank when she realized that the other woman wasn't visible, wasn't within reach, likely impossible to reach short of making a scene. How fantastic.