07-12-2018, 07:01 AM
Her reaction to the missing letter surprised him slightly, a knot of unease twisting in his stomach. The letter probably only said what he now already knew, but damn if he wasn't curious now. Still, he stayed quiet about it, as anyone would do. Right? None would want their ass kicked for stealing something possibly important to them. Either way, he planned on ripping it up and never bringing it up again, if only to ease Roxie's mind. Hopefully she'd come to believe it had simply gotten washed away.
An apology was definitely in order, and Greed was about to supply a shitty excuse for one when she laughed, the male able to hear the emptiness behind it. It felt like it echoed in his own chest, that empty feeling taking root in his ribcage. He hated feelings. Turning away, he wasn't able to look at her sad expression any longer, his claws digging into the sand. "Yeah, sorry for all that. If I had known, well," he gives a half-hearted shrug. "I wouldn't have done that to you. Either way, it was a shitty thing to do, so yeah. Sorry,"
He definitely wasn't good at this, and it was probably obvious in how he paused during his words. With that out of the way, he huffed, shoulders sagging from where they were once straight. The atmosphere had changed somewhat, though, and he didn't feel nearly as burdened as before. "What? I'm a ladies man. I can't help they crawl all over me, babe," he says with a grin, her punch barely moving him. This was good so far. "But I'll be here for you if you need it. That's what a friend is for, right?"
Friends. Why did that word hurt so much? Maybe it was because of his own crush--or maybe it was from something else, something in the past. Something he couldn't remember yet. Pushing down that ache, he replaced the twisted smile back to a toothy smirk, though it quickly disappeared as she spoke again. Damn, her house had been quite nice, too. "Well, if you're so pressed to know--I went back. When we reached the ship, I realized you weren't there, so I went looking. Pincher would have probably had a fit, and I didn't want us to have to face the ol' captain's wrath," was he lying through his teeth? Mostly. Just that last part, as his decision had nothing to do with her brother. It was all for her.
His purple eyes flicker over to her quickly, though his head stays still. A guy? He was tempted to ask who, but he didn't want to seem too obvious. Still, he couldn't truly conceal his irritation, jaw clenching as he grit his teeth. "Nah, I didn't meet anybody," he says simply in response, not wanting to hear any more of her fiasco while he was away. He'd probably end up pummeling the guy if he ever found him, and that wouldn't be good for anyone.
"SPEECH"
An apology was definitely in order, and Greed was about to supply a shitty excuse for one when she laughed, the male able to hear the emptiness behind it. It felt like it echoed in his own chest, that empty feeling taking root in his ribcage. He hated feelings. Turning away, he wasn't able to look at her sad expression any longer, his claws digging into the sand. "Yeah, sorry for all that. If I had known, well," he gives a half-hearted shrug. "I wouldn't have done that to you. Either way, it was a shitty thing to do, so yeah. Sorry,"
He definitely wasn't good at this, and it was probably obvious in how he paused during his words. With that out of the way, he huffed, shoulders sagging from where they were once straight. The atmosphere had changed somewhat, though, and he didn't feel nearly as burdened as before. "What? I'm a ladies man. I can't help they crawl all over me, babe," he says with a grin, her punch barely moving him. This was good so far. "But I'll be here for you if you need it. That's what a friend is for, right?"
Friends. Why did that word hurt so much? Maybe it was because of his own crush--or maybe it was from something else, something in the past. Something he couldn't remember yet. Pushing down that ache, he replaced the twisted smile back to a toothy smirk, though it quickly disappeared as she spoke again. Damn, her house had been quite nice, too. "Well, if you're so pressed to know--I went back. When we reached the ship, I realized you weren't there, so I went looking. Pincher would have probably had a fit, and I didn't want us to have to face the ol' captain's wrath," was he lying through his teeth? Mostly. Just that last part, as his decision had nothing to do with her brother. It was all for her.
His purple eyes flicker over to her quickly, though his head stays still. A guy? He was tempted to ask who, but he didn't want to seem too obvious. Still, he couldn't truly conceal his irritation, jaw clenching as he grit his teeth. "Nah, I didn't meet anybody," he says simply in response, not wanting to hear any more of her fiasco while he was away. He'd probably end up pummeling the guy if he ever found him, and that wouldn't be good for anyone.
"SPEECH"