Theodora knew if she looked away from his gaze now, if she broke away from where he had just called her a charlatan, that she'd never, never, ever hear the end of it. But in the end she had broke the stare first, eyes going down to where he still touched her, following his own gaze. She couldn't help the heat in her cheeks, nor that he turned to his own from of trickery. The first tavern. And it wasn't that far. It would be by nightfall that she would have to pay up in a bath with him.
"[color=#ff851b]What? What would have me taking someone to my bed?[/color]" She obviously had missed that grin, as her own eyes had closed by then, so she thought about it a moment. "I guess, someone who was true to themselves might earn them a pass. Or if I found the person handsome or pretty enough and they weren't an absolute cunt of a personality." And then he continued on, oh he hadn't been serious, and that had her cheeks red, not just rosy, but red. She had thought him serious as she finally looked back over to him, and had treated the inquiry as serious, and so now that he was having a go at her again, she closed her mouth.
Of course he would have asked it simply to tease. "[color=#ff851b]I'm glad I'm amusing you, you can take that as payment instead.[/color]"
But she would listen and not try and smack him upside the head, or threaten with her axe at the moment. He was putting her back together, the least she could do was to swallow her pride for a little while longer, take the bath with him, and then set out in the morning on a direction the other way from him. "[color=#ff851b]It's because your magic is making enough blood back in my body, they're always nice and rosy when I have enough blood in me to make 'em so.[/color]" She squinted down at him a moment, as he continued the tease. "[color=#ff851b]It's not because you're pretty, short-arse. And what do you mean cope, if I was like this all the time?[/color]"
Her brain had finally caught that, and now -- "[color=#ff851b]You wouldn't think me fun if I was slightly blitzed? Tch, see there is where you're mistaken. I am simply darlin' when I'm in my cups and happy like. It's why you have to save that kidney and all, I need that to process out all the ale it takes to make me drunk after all![/color]" She snorted once and regretted it immediately, the pull of internal muscles that weren't quite ready for such a deep breath followed by a forceful exhale had her hand squeezing over his again, the only sign that the pain had been there, and the slacking touch after the only indication she would give that it had passed. Teach her to not take his medical advice seriously. "[color=#ff851b]Fine I'll take this bath with you, but you have to keep your hands to yourself and above water.[/color]"
She gave him a pointed stare then. She was daring him to try and make her spell it out.
"[color=#ff851b]What? What would have me taking someone to my bed?[/color]" She obviously had missed that grin, as her own eyes had closed by then, so she thought about it a moment. "I guess, someone who was true to themselves might earn them a pass. Or if I found the person handsome or pretty enough and they weren't an absolute cunt of a personality." And then he continued on, oh he hadn't been serious, and that had her cheeks red, not just rosy, but red. She had thought him serious as she finally looked back over to him, and had treated the inquiry as serious, and so now that he was having a go at her again, she closed her mouth.
Of course he would have asked it simply to tease. "[color=#ff851b]I'm glad I'm amusing you, you can take that as payment instead.[/color]"
But she would listen and not try and smack him upside the head, or threaten with her axe at the moment. He was putting her back together, the least she could do was to swallow her pride for a little while longer, take the bath with him, and then set out in the morning on a direction the other way from him. "[color=#ff851b]It's because your magic is making enough blood back in my body, they're always nice and rosy when I have enough blood in me to make 'em so.[/color]" She squinted down at him a moment, as he continued the tease. "[color=#ff851b]It's not because you're pretty, short-arse. And what do you mean cope, if I was like this all the time?[/color]"
Her brain had finally caught that, and now -- "[color=#ff851b]You wouldn't think me fun if I was slightly blitzed? Tch, see there is where you're mistaken. I am simply darlin' when I'm in my cups and happy like. It's why you have to save that kidney and all, I need that to process out all the ale it takes to make me drunk after all![/color]" She snorted once and regretted it immediately, the pull of internal muscles that weren't quite ready for such a deep breath followed by a forceful exhale had her hand squeezing over his again, the only sign that the pain had been there, and the slacking touch after the only indication she would give that it had passed. Teach her to not take his medical advice seriously. "[color=#ff851b]Fine I'll take this bath with you, but you have to keep your hands to yourself and above water.[/color]"
She gave him a pointed stare then. She was daring him to try and make her spell it out.
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