His words put Vex on a knife edge, a tense, uncertain balance between acknowledging what they've done and opening the door for some future reoccurrences, something dangerously close to turning a tryst, a fun night between teammates, into a... a thing.
On the one hand she shies away from any sense of permanence or future planning.
On the other, well—why should she close the door on the possibility? Tonight has been a good time. Engaging in a way Vex needed, and she still feels the thrumming satisfaction of having him.
It's a difficult position.
"Well, darling," she says, choosing a sort of blithe ambiguity, neither confirming nor denying his implications. They are only implications after all. "It may be your luck is finally starting to turn now that you've found us."
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Date: 2025-03-24 09:33 pm (UTC)On the one hand she shies away from any sense of permanence or future planning.
On the other, well—why should she close the door on the possibility? Tonight has been a good time. Engaging in a way Vex needed, and she still feels the thrumming satisfaction of having him.
It's a difficult position.
"Well, darling," she says, choosing a sort of blithe ambiguity, neither confirming nor denying his implications. They are only implications after all. "It may be your luck is finally starting to turn now that you've found us."