[ Probably harsher than he's been about anyone or anything since he got here. There aren't many triggers he has but that rubs up on one of them. ]
But I understand wariness. I'd never call myself something 'safe'. But I have no reason to fuck with you here. In the sense of being an asshole, I mean. So I'm not going to.
[ And he'll dip his head to the bartender. Whatever she orders is fine. ]
[ Jingyi notices his frustration, keeping her keen gaze fixed on him. Unmoved, yet cautious, Jingyi thinks of what to say after considering his words. She orders some vodka in tall, chilled tumbler glasses with nothing added to it. She wants nothing else that would mute the violent burn from the drink.
She returns her attention back to him, chin resting on her hand. ]
If you can keep your promise of peace, then I will not raise my hand on you.
[ That said, she will keep an eye on him, and her revelation to him that she's fought others like him in the past should serve as her way of warning him to behave. Expect her to show up in his life from time to time, which could be annoying, but also more chances to prove her wrong.
Their drinks arrive just as she said her piece, taking one of them to raise her hand for a toast. ]
[ A slight huff, but it's the sort one gives when they are a grumpy individual in general, not like he actually has a problem with it. ]
I mean... don't you think if I was going to fuck with people like that, I would have, I don't know, not been totally up front about it?
[ He'll take the drink, though. And she'll get to see him look it up and down, take in the aesthetics first, sniff it a few times before tentatively sipping. No matter what flavor he's getting there, he's going to look delighted. Mostly because 'flavors' are a new thing for him. ]
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[ Probably harsher than he's been about anyone or anything since he got here. There aren't many triggers he has but that rubs up on one of them. ]
But I understand wariness. I'd never call myself something 'safe'. But I have no reason to fuck with you here. In the sense of being an asshole, I mean. So I'm not going to.
[ And he'll dip his head to the bartender. Whatever she orders is fine. ]
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[ Jingyi notices his frustration, keeping her keen gaze fixed on him. Unmoved, yet cautious, Jingyi thinks of what to say after considering his words. She orders some vodka in tall, chilled tumbler glasses with nothing added to it. She wants nothing else that would mute the violent burn from the drink.
She returns her attention back to him, chin resting on her hand. ]
If you can keep your promise of peace, then I will not raise my hand on you.
[ That said, she will keep an eye on him, and her revelation to him that she's fought others like him in the past should serve as her way of warning him to behave. Expect her to show up in his life from time to time, which could be annoying, but also more chances to prove her wrong.
Their drinks arrive just as she said her piece, taking one of them to raise her hand for a toast. ]
Let us come to an agreement, shall we?
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[ A slight huff, but it's the sort one gives when they are a grumpy individual in general, not like he actually has a problem with it. ]
I mean... don't you think if I was going to fuck with people like that, I would have, I don't know, not been totally up front about it?
[ He'll take the drink, though. And she'll get to see him look it up and down, take in the aesthetics first, sniff it a few times before tentatively sipping. No matter what flavor he's getting there, he's going to look delighted. Mostly because 'flavors' are a new thing for him. ]