01-22-2020, 09:53 PM
[align=center][div style="width:70%; text-align: justify; padding: 1px; font-family: helvetica;"]Lemy met Rin's gaze head-on, plastering on a smile and tilting his head. He could gander a guess about what she was trying to tell him. Absolutely not. Dammit, dammit. He should have left the moment he spotted the herbs. He needed to deflect; change the topic. That should be easy, right? Of course. Nobody liked when he rambled. Nobody liked him. "Geez, Rinny. You're asking me to strip?" He released a scandalized gasp, slowly heaving himself to his paws. Despite his tense body, he made no move to bolt. "Don'tcha think ya ought to take a guy out to dinner first? Tsk, tsk."
What could she do? Make Nemhain hold him down while she checked him out? Knock him out? Nothing. She couldn't do anything; he was the one in control. Even if his injuries stretched and leaked and ached, there was no way he would let her heal him. That was a concession he was not willing to make. It was a matter of principle; she couldn't tell him what to do.
"Ya should check out the others first, Rinny," he suggested with the same frigid smile, at odds with the hot flashes of pain traveling through his body, "you can kiss my bruises some other time." Someone better show their face to get checked out. It wasn't fair; he showed up so why couldn't they?
What could she do? Make Nemhain hold him down while she checked him out? Knock him out? Nothing. She couldn't do anything; he was the one in control. Even if his injuries stretched and leaked and ached, there was no way he would let her heal him. That was a concession he was not willing to make. It was a matter of principle; she couldn't tell him what to do.
"Ya should check out the others first, Rinny," he suggested with the same frigid smile, at odds with the hot flashes of pain traveling through his body, "you can kiss my bruises some other time." Someone better show their face to get checked out. It wasn't fair; he showed up so why couldn't they?