[Avoiding the milk tea, recalling the last time it had wandered into his life. It made things nice but...now confusing. Picking up a cup of Darjeeling and sipping at it in hope that it's something else.
Grits his teeth and tugs at his collar. Okay. So it's not.]
[How does one even hit on oneself in a way that would get them where his mind is taking them right now? This is just...way too weird. Though Joyd is grinning now despite himself.]
Could always go to where we won't see anything else horrifying.
Grits his teeth and tugs at his collar. Okay. So it's not.]
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Strange the things you get used to here. [Tugging the first few buttons of his shirt open.]
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Horrifying, really. [not even really noticing here.]
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Could always go to where we won't see anything else horrifying.
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...Say again? And in this place you might have to look for a while, depending on your definition of horrifying.
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And where do you have in mind? [just wait until she realizes sfadgwdje.]
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[and taking it, amused and playing along for laughs.]
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Won't take him long to find a room and it's...a bedroom. No surprise there!]
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[erk. turning around; what what what are you doing.] No sitting room? I can't imagine this is the best place for conversation.
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[almost laughing. keyword is almost.]
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[Of course, Tyki could always phase out of the room and avoid the gypsy.]
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[she'll probably stick around for the laughs until she has to ~run away~. actually starting to snicker a little.]
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