[He looks back at her for several long moments, to see if this moment will settle and she will fall more to one side or another or if she'll hold the line; when he does finally answer, it's not a dismissal or an evasion either. The line of his shoulders and spine are subtly tense, the rest of his posture deceptively casual, self-possessed, as if he ever possessed his self. She didn't do a damn thing too him, not anything that even registers, although he remembers...]
She had a price for trading what I needed. I was easier for her, I think, for some reason.
She had bigger problems and I wasn't useful for them. She only showed up when I couldn't get away, but all we did was argue about gods and how little they care. About how much fun it is to fuck up worlds.
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[He looks back at her for several long moments, to see if this moment will settle and she will fall more to one side or another or if she'll hold the line; when he does finally answer, it's not a dismissal or an evasion either. The line of his shoulders and spine are subtly tense, the rest of his posture deceptively casual, self-possessed, as if he ever possessed his self. She didn't do a damn thing too him, not anything that even registers, although he remembers...]
She had a price for trading what I needed. I was easier for her, I think, for some reason.
She had bigger problems and I wasn't useful for them. She only showed up when I couldn't get away, but all we did was argue about gods and how little they care. About how much fun it is to fuck up worlds.