Rainier squeezed his hand tight. Firm grip, just like they were told, even if that lesson meant nothing now. They withdrew their hand and stuffed it into the pocket of their tattered jeans, rocking back on their heels. “[color=#77BFC7]Not a stranger anymore.” Rainier hummed in agreement, looking rather pleased with themself. “[color=#77BFC7]And the pleasure is all mine, Jeong.” They added with a laugh.
“[color=#77BFC7]Amren Archeron.” Rainier repeated the name like they were evaluating it. They watched this new woman closely, as if waiting for an excuse to disappear, but she didn’t give them one. Rainer scratched their neck under that big, gaudy scarf. “[color=#77BFC7]Oh! My name. Right now, it’s Rainier. You’re both welcome to call me whatever makes you comfortable, though.” It wouldn’t be anything new to them. Rainier winked at Amren. “[color=#77BFC7]You’re welcome to look, but be careful. Who knows what I’m hiding.” They invited playfully, decidedly not intimidated emough to refrain from beckoning her hand near. Rainier trusted their ability to be quicker than any danger.
“[color=#77BFC7]Amren Archeron.” Rainier repeated the name like they were evaluating it. They watched this new woman closely, as if waiting for an excuse to disappear, but she didn’t give them one. Rainer scratched their neck under that big, gaudy scarf. “[color=#77BFC7]Oh! My name. Right now, it’s Rainier. You’re both welcome to call me whatever makes you comfortable, though.” It wouldn’t be anything new to them. Rainier winked at Amren. “[color=#77BFC7]You’re welcome to look, but be careful. Who knows what I’m hiding.” They invited playfully, decidedly not intimidated emough to refrain from beckoning her hand near. Rainier trusted their ability to be quicker than any danger.
[glow=black,2,400]and if you need to curse my name, curse me good[/glow]
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