You're correct—I don't trust you. You seem sincerely clueless, but I scarcely know you. And I doubt many people are willing to reveal what they want so easily.
[they are having this conversation about trust while cleaning cheese]
Yeah. That's what I thought too. But I guess if you felt like being honest, I would've kept whatever the secret is. I know I have to earn it for you to believe me, though.
[there's just a little laugh]
But yeah - that is how I want it. If you don't think I can handle something, I'd rather know that than deal with a lie.
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she notices, but doesn't press him. ]
Is that how you want it?
[ a hum. she is still cleaning cheese. ]
You're correct—I don't trust you. You seem sincerely clueless, but I scarcely know you. And I doubt many people are willing to reveal what they want so easily.
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Yeah. That's what I thought too. But I guess if you felt like being honest, I would've kept whatever the secret is. I know I have to earn it for you to believe me, though.
[there's just a little laugh]
But yeah - that is how I want it. If you don't think I can handle something, I'd rather know that than deal with a lie.
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she look at him like a weirdo, uncertain of how he's managed to steer this conversation into something sincere, though she doesn't respond in kind.
dryly: ]
Yes, you'll have to convince me you're not some sort of degenerate pervert first.
[ first impressions are long-lasting. ]
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... Yes, Lady Vira Ma'am.
[the terrible part is that he thinks that he deserves this]