[ The time between coming back from Ravka and picking up Inej from the airport is another difficult one. Made possibly worse by having that bit of time with her and meeting her parents. It wasn't much different from them living in his apartment but there'd been a different charge to their relationship. Maybe. Her apartment was definitely smaller, which meant they were generally closer at all times.
There'd also been the fact that they'd shared her bed the entire trip. By the time he'd been leaving, he'd gotten used to it. Somewhat. It had still been distracting to wake up to her smell. And to the occasional cuddle, as either one of them had rolled towards the other in the middle of the night.
At home, he thought he would've been relieved to sleep in a bed by himself. But he found it to be the opposite at first, feeling the strange imbalance of weight. He might have also thought of her too much while trying to sleep, thoughts of her warm smile or how cute she looked with a pillow crease on her cheek—all keeping him up late.
He'd thought it would just be good to see that again. To maintain their relationship as it was. After all, it was nice to be close to someone like he was with Inej.
Of course, she's the braver of the two of them and a day into her being back, she tells him she wants to go on a date. Which prompts his nerves to climb up into his throat and one of the most awkward conversations he can recall having. It's brought them out and about, though, bundled up against the cold and the soft drifting snow. Ketterdam is not necessarily a beautiful city but it has its moments. The flakes look beautiful, twinkling as they pass the street lamps and lit window displays. He's still nervous but part of him feels oddly at peace, even as she squeezes his hand. ]
Probably. School and work might be cancelled. [ The regular grade schools still have some time before their break. And while the Kerch lived and died by their work ethic, they took snow and inclement weather much more seriously. ]
The finance sector hates going in if it so much as flurries.
[ Another thought occurs to him: if he doesn't have to go in, they could hang out and watch a movie. Like they did on rainy weekends. Except it was decidedly different now. He could ask to hold her with a bit more purpose than the platonic shoulder leans they usually did. ]
It's definitely snowing a little more than flurries.
[ with half a laugh as she leans her shoulder against his briefly, in a small bump. they're nearly to where they agreed to go eat dinner, but inej is loathe to cut their walk short. content to hold his hand and take in the snowy surroundings. ]
We might have to shovel ourselves out of the building. Or be trapped inside until someone frees us from our snowy prison.
[ which sounds kind of nice, actually, as she squeezes his fingers again. ]
You really should avoid going to work, anyway. [ hint, hint. ] You could slip and fall, and break your other leg. And then what would your office do?
[ She nudges his shoulder and he smiles a bit, enjoying the moment. It's cold, colder than it has been all week, and he's sure it will be annoying to take their layers off to sit down to dinner. But, he feels warm, being able to do this with her hand in hand. ]
Trapped, that's more likely. [ He's shoveled off his walkway but it's always a gamble on whether his leg will cooperate. The landlord sends someone over eventually. Either that or a neighbor's kid gets overzealous. ]
I've got my computer with me, they could live without seeing me in person. [ Anika will be relieved. If they somehow let people come in. ] They could live without the guilt of completely crippling me as well, I'm sure.
[ He grins at her from over his scarf, cheeks surely pink from the chill. ]
[ he really does have a lovely grin. it tugs at something in her chest. probably because it's so rare to see, and inej returns it, her nose wrinkling a little at the thought of kaz without the use of both of his legs. he would likely be grumpier than he already is. ]
Then I think it is settled.
[ knowingly, reaching up with her free hand to brush some snow out of her hair, amused. ]
You are staying in tomorrow, and so am I.
[ and she gently swings their hands as they walk, shifting her fingers a little to interlace them, comfortable. ]
I wouldn't want to cause an argument at your giant fancy corporate building because they broke your other leg, anyway.
[ Honestly, the idea of staying in with her tomorrow sounds very appealing. He'll have to make sure he has the least amount of work to do possible so they can just enjoy some time. Really, he's probably ahead of his work. Perhaps more time to slack off a bit, which is a strange thing for him to consider. Anika would probably approve, she always says he works too hard.
Which, objectively, he sort of does. ]
You'd march right into my boss' office, huh? [ He squeezes her gloved fingers affectionately, reluctant to let go when they get to the restaurant so he can hold the door open for her. ]
[ without missing a beat, letting his fingers slide through hers so he can open the door for her. such a gentleman. and inej follows him in, undoing the scarf around her neck, sighing at the warmth. and as kaz follows her in: ]
You would be surprised how convincing I can be.
[ as she reaches out to dust the snow off of his coat with a warm smile. and while it is true that inej is quiet and typically reserved, not one to be the center of attention, she is certainly capable of standing up for herself. or, at least, she is now. freedom has been good to her.
and, as she tugs off her gloves, she inclines her head toward the wait staff. ]
[ He steps in after her, pulling his gloves off and unwinding the scarf from his neck. Both of them are flushed from the sudden warmth and the cold wind, though she wears it better, he thinks. Even if it isn't as obvious as it is on his pale face. ]
I'm not sure I would be surprised. [ Somehow, he has a feeling she could really make someone feel her wrath. He doesn't want to be on the receiving end of that.
At her question, he nods, and the host steps up, gesturing for one of the wait staff. They're both led to a table that's close to the window, heavy curtains on either side helping to keep the chill out. Kaz pulls a chair out for Inej before he sheds his coat, draping it over the back of his seat. ]
[ he even pulls out her chair. charming. and inej slides out of her coat, peeling off the layers before she takes a seat in her chair, offering him a smile as she fixes the sleeves on her sweater. ]
They are eager to have me back in Ravka, I think.
[ which is the most delicate way to put it, she thinks. her mother had been fiercely opposed to letting her go back to kerch. inej had to promise to call every night in order to get asena to make peace with the idea that inej was going to go back for the winter session. kaz's presence (in a weird way) seems to assuage her concerns. knowing that she won't be alone and has a safe place to be. ]
But they are doing well, otherwise. Happy and healthy. They want to visit Ketterdam one day, but when it is warmer. Or as warm as this place ever gets.
[ it's just constantly damp and gloomy here. but as inej peers at the menu: ]
My mother is convinced I am starving to death, so she will be thrilled to know you are feeding me dinner.
[ It makes sense, that they'd be eager to have her in Ravka, at home or as close to it as possible. He's pretty sure if Asena had her way, she'd try to have Inej live with them and commute to campus. She probably was a little upset that Inej was coming to Kerch for the holidays.
Though he can't blame either of them for their hesitation. Ketterdam hadn't been kind to their daughter. ]
June's not bad. [ Most of the spring rain has stopped and the swampy grossness of late July hasn't kicked in yet. The only debatable thing is how much sun decides to grace their little island. Hard to think of now, as he glances outside and is met with snow whitened streets and people hurrying by in thick scarves. ]
Your mother was convinced you ate as much as a household of four. [ It was her way of showing she cared. But it was a little ridiculous on how much food she'd brought over. ]
Did they post grades yet? [ He'd only heard briefly about her finals. ]
She is still convinced I eat as much as a household of four.
[ a bit tiredly -- but at the next question, inej shakes her head a little, leaning back in her chair, looking mildly exasperated. ]
Not yet. I think they might come out after the holidays. I know that I passed, but that is about it.
[ very annoying, but inej is fairly confident that she did well. she had studied, and taken it very seriously. it's not often you're given a second chance at starting a life; she intended to make it count.
at any rate, she glances at the menu before looking back at kaz, wrinkling her nose a little in thought. ]
This feels the same as all the other dinners we have had together, doesn't it?
[ she's never been on a date before, so. isn't it supposed to feel different? or maybe they truly just have been lying to themselves this whole time. a likely possibility. ]
[ Somehow he doubts Asena will quit giving her so much food any time soon. Years of worry have compounded and now she has a daughter to dote on once more. ]
You probably did well. [ She had been studying very hard over the past few weeks in particular. It had led to a number of late night calls. Mostly so he could keep her company while she memorized or read things. Doing so had made him miss her even more once they'd hung up. ]
A bit.
[ He confesses, though it feels like his face goes warm. There's a difference in coming here at least: they'd held hands. And he thinks if he asked for her hand again here, she'd let him hold it. It wouldn't be that weird urge that he'd have to talk himself out of doing.
Their server comes over and sets some water glasses down, taking their order after and disappearing off towards the kitchens. ]
Jes mentioned he'd been friends with Wylan first, before they started dating.
[ So maybe they're doing it right. Or maybe they really have been tricking themselves into thinking they were merely friends and nothing else. ]
[ inej watches the server move back toward the kitchens before shifting her gaze back to kaz, expression thoughtful. she supposes that much is true - a lot of people are friends first before they decide to date. and a lot of people just date without knowing anyone at all.
heleen used to call the clientele that came to the menagerie "dates." probably to legitimize the business operation as an actual consort service and not what it was, which was essentially indentured slavery. and dates to inej had always been romantic things. she remembered that her parents used to have inej go to her uncle's house across the street so that her father could take her mother out for dinner. there were always flowers involved. nothing that happened at the menagerie had ever involved flowers. just money, and cruelty, and silence.
she pushes that out of her mind, because tonight is supposed to be fun. and happy. there's no room for ghosts at her heels now. ]
Well.
[ she says, leaning forward to rest her chin in her hands, offering him a warm smile. ]
If that is true, then we have a fairly good start.
[ because while she doesn't really know how dating works, she does know that he cares about her deeply. that's enough, regardless of how "normal" any of this is, or isn't. and her smile turns into a slight grin, clearly teasing. ]
It is going to be a little awkward if this first date is a failure and we have to go home together, though.
[ For a few beats, she's quiet, her gaze seeming to go far away. He wonders what she's thinking. Wonders if it has something to do with Heleen, as it sometimes does in those unsettling silences.
She shakes off whatever it is, a smile taking the place of the frowning line of her mouth. Part of him wants to ask to make sure she's alright. But this isn't really the time or place for it. ]
Extremely. [ He holds his hand out, knuckles brushing the top of the table, clearly asking for her to take it. When she does, he runs his thumb along the backs of her fingers, focused on the motion. ]
I think we'll be alright. [ A beat and then: ] I'm glad you asked.
[ He'd been batting it around in his mind for what's felt like months. And just never coming to a conclusion. There's even a document on his desktop that's a list of pros and cons. It hadn't really helped much. ]
[ indeed, she does take his hand, and her lips curve into a softer smile as he runs his thumb over the backs of her fingers. it's such a gentle touch, and she gently presses her fingers into kaz's palm, almost half-squeezing his hand. ]
I thought about waiting for you to ask, but I was impatient.
[ a slight confession, expression slightly sheepish. she had genuinely thought to herself that she would wait until he asked her, but it was clear that someone had to make the first move, and it became even more clear that that person was going to have to be her. kaz is brilliant and tenacious and stubborn, but also shy. with some things, anyway. ]
I also missed you.
[ a lot. it was almost painful, how much she missed him being around all the time. ]
So it seemed silly to keep lying to myself when I got back.
[ It's a bit strange, wanting to seek out the touch. He isn't used to it, usually feeling a knee jerk reaction of nausea when he thought about it in the past. There's still some of that to work through, but the idea of trying to kiss her hand or cheek doesn't fill him with dread. Even just holding her hand now makes him feel warm. ]
I missed you, too. [ He gets the feeling both of them had some difficulty readjusting after he'd left Ravka. While he was there, they'd fallen into a familiar pattern. Well, familiar enough. It had certainly changed, since he hadn't let her stay on the couch. Sharing a bed had certainly shifted their relationship. ]
You know, Jes is going to be intolerable. [ Their friend had called this, months ago. He's been badgering Kaz ever since, wondering when he was going to ask Inej out. ]
[ Though he can't stop the small smile that curls his mouth up. Not when she's laughing, the sound so infectious. ]
Every so often. He usually asks how you're doing.
[ Okay maybe it's a bit more than that, though he almost never starts the conversation. He made exactly one comment about it being strange that Inej wasn't in the apartment and Jesper has gotten in his case about it since then.
And ever since he went to Ravka, Jesper's been a pest about the nature of their relationship. Probably because he put his foot in his mouth and mentioned they shared her bed. Completely platonically, but apparently that had stoked a fire.
Really, he'd wanted to stop thinking about it. But he couldn't, not with Jes reminding him near daily and his own mind being traitorous. He feels a bit of a flush on his face at the thought.
Their server comes back over with a pot of tea, something to warm them further. Reluctantly, he lets go of her hand to pour her a cup. ]
Last time, he wanted to know if you've gotten into arguments with your professors.
[ she withdraws her hand (similarly reluctant) to collect the tea he’s poured her, giving him a smile in thanks as she blows on it lightly before sipping. and she’s not too sure Kaz is telling the whole truth, about his conversations with Jesper, but inej plays along anyway. ]
No arguments, only spirited disagreements.
[ she says lightly, sipping her tea again. ]
It is not my fault that Ravkan men are often wrong.
[ and inej knows far more about the suli language and culture than any ravkan does, thank you. ]
[ He pours himself a cup and takes a sip after cooling it off a bit. It hides the smile when she corrects his phrasing; spirited disagreements, indeed. ]
Are they? [ That, he'd genuinely curious about. She's told him a bit about the Suli and some about Ravka in general, though more on the government body and the architectural history. Not as much about the people themselves. Though he has some stereotypes to work off of. Sort of. There might be a grain of truth to them, just like there is for the things said about the Kerch. ]
There are cultural tensions, and Ravka has not been very kind to my people.
[ with a shrug of her shoulder as she sips her tea. it manifests itself in odd ways, and inej admittedly hadn't been used to being back in ravka again. kerch isn't exactly diverse, but ketterdam has people coming and going. ravka is so massive that there tends to be pockets of people spread throughout, and port cities like os kervo see the most traffic. it doesn't stop the mild frustration that stems from the fact that inej is one of the only suli people in her classes. which is annoying, especially when discussing her own culture.
hence spirited disagreements, she supposes. ]
But hopefully that will soon change, with the new leadership . . . but vestiges of it still remain. People are slow to learn new things, I think. But it will get better.
[ sooner, hopefully, rather than later. the new king seems earnest to fix the sins of his family's past. they shall see. ]
[ Ravka, as he recalls, has barely been kind to its own people. Seems like the Suli got the even worse end of the stick. Which makes him frown—he doesn't like the idea that Inej is having to deal with any of that. At the very least he can dissuade it here if anyone were to make comments.
The Kerch aren't perfect, not by any means, but they do take business seriously. Which means trying to remain on the good side of most every nation so they can keep their trade agreements. It's not the...best reason to play nice. But it does mean there's a significant amount of culture coming and going out of the Ketterdam ports.
A double edged sword, because it does mean they have issues with people getting stuck or going missing. Like Inej, getting roped into a horrible situation. ]
People don't like change or things they don't understand.
[ Understatement of the century. ] That Nikolai of yours had a favorable response. Divisive, but favorable. The Kerch markets think he'll stabilize things.
[ Though they're mostly banking on him doing so because then they get paid. Again; business before all. ]
[ because that is a very specific frown, and inej extends her hand on the table, asking for him to take it again, as she sets her tea down on the table.
from what inej has seen of nikolai, he seems to at least care. the bar is admittedly low, for ravkan royalty, but he seems serious about changing things. it isn't as if inej has any real choice in the matter; she (and everyone else in ravka) really have no choice but to trust him. or have another revolution, which she isn't so sure the country could take.
at any rate, she runs her thumb along his fingers. ]
I need to take you to the capital, the next time you visit.
[ it would probably help put it into perspective. how the rich and wealthy (or, well, appearing rich and wealthy) in ravka live, versus the poor that live just outside the walls of os alta. inej's family had been poor, but were fortunate enough to have a house. it is small, and cramped, but it was at least a dignified home. some of the more rural farmers in the outer lands weren't so lucky.
and, her tone a bit dry: ]
Maybe King Nikolai would be up to having a spirited disagreement or two.
[ if he cared enough to hear the opinion of some nameless suli girl, anyway. the nikolai she has seen on television certainly seems like he would. ]
[ He sets his cup down and takes her hand, soothed by how she draws her thumb over his fingers. True to form he had already been thinking of how he wanted to research more about Ravkan history. Specifically around the Suli. Which probably meant more asking her questions, since the Ravkans themselves would slant it with their own culture when they were two distinct kinds of people. ]
It's really shocking, isn't it? [ That's what she mentioned before. The stark difference between the rich and the poor. Kerch has seen less and less of that, though the Barrel was still notorious. ]
He might. Can you petition? [ Honestly he has no idea how a monarchy still works nowadays. ]
It answers a lot of questions about why the people of Ravka are so angry with the royal family.
[ simply enough, though she does grin a little at the petition suggestion. she imagines you have to be rather important, to meet the king, and she just isn't. but she spends the rest of the dinner answering questions about ravka, and what she knows about nikolai. the dinner ends with them both warm and full, and they walk back to the apartment.
the snow has picked up a bit, and it's very apparent that tomorrow is going to be a snow day. the snow is accumulating quickly and is becoming heavy and sticky - perfect snowball weather, and inej is sorely tempted at least once to try her luck at hitting kaz with one, but she resists the urge.
by the time they both get back home and changed into clothes that aren't covered in snow, inej is intent on curling up on the couch with a warm blanket. which is exactly what she does, draping the blanket over them both as she slides in next to him, sighing in comfort. ]
Snow is horrible.
[ she decides, rubbing her hands together to spark some amount of warmth back into them. ]
It looks beautiful, but I think I appreciate it more when I look out of the window.
[ During dinner, he learns quite a bit about Ravkan policies and politics. As well as Nikolai himself—it seems he ousted his parents due to some flagrantly awful behavior. His brother, who would've been in line, had passed away. That left the more charismatic and progressive of the two. Which theyd all see how progressive he actually was, but it seemed hopeful. His general is half-Suli, the first someone of such heritage had ever held a high position in the Ravkan hierarchy.
Shame it took so long, but he supposes change is better late than never in this case.
Full and warm, they walk back to the apartment. He picks his way there slowly, careful with the piling snow and slippery walkways. His cane is an even bigger help in times like these, but that doesn't make him fall proof.
Suffice to say, he's relieved to get into non-snowy clothes and settle in on the couch. His leg is bothering him a bit, in the way that it does when it's cold out and he's done some walking in the snow. It's stiff. He ignores it in favor of essentially cuddling up next to Inej on the couch, hesitantly looping an arm around her middle to keep her close. ]
It's nice to look at and that's about it. [ When he was a child, he loved snow days. Ever since he broke his leg, he likes them a lot less. ]
Warm enough? [ He asks, covering her small hands with one of his to help bring the heat back into them. ]
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There'd also been the fact that they'd shared her bed the entire trip. By the time he'd been leaving, he'd gotten used to it. Somewhat. It had still been distracting to wake up to her smell. And to the occasional cuddle, as either one of them had rolled towards the other in the middle of the night.
At home, he thought he would've been relieved to sleep in a bed by himself. But he found it to be the opposite at first, feeling the strange imbalance of weight. He might have also thought of her too much while trying to sleep, thoughts of her warm smile or how cute she looked with a pillow crease on her cheek—all keeping him up late.
He'd thought it would just be good to see that again. To maintain their relationship as it was. After all, it was nice to be close to someone like he was with Inej.
Of course, she's the braver of the two of them and a day into her being back, she tells him she wants to go on a date. Which prompts his nerves to climb up into his throat and one of the most awkward conversations he can recall having. It's brought them out and about, though, bundled up against the cold and the soft drifting snow. Ketterdam is not necessarily a beautiful city but it has its moments. The flakes look beautiful, twinkling as they pass the street lamps and lit window displays. He's still nervous but part of him feels oddly at peace, even as she squeezes his hand. ]
Probably. School and work might be cancelled. [ The regular grade schools still have some time before their break. And while the Kerch lived and died by their work ethic, they took snow and inclement weather much more seriously. ]
The finance sector hates going in if it so much as flurries.
[ Another thought occurs to him: if he doesn't have to go in, they could hang out and watch a movie. Like they did on rainy weekends. Except it was decidedly different now. He could ask to hold her with a bit more purpose than the platonic shoulder leans they usually did. ]
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[ with half a laugh as she leans her shoulder against his briefly, in a small bump. they're nearly to where they agreed to go eat dinner, but inej is loathe to cut their walk short. content to hold his hand and take in the snowy surroundings. ]
We might have to shovel ourselves out of the building. Or be trapped inside until someone frees us from our snowy prison.
[ which sounds kind of nice, actually, as she squeezes his fingers again. ]
You really should avoid going to work, anyway. [ hint, hint. ] You could slip and fall, and break your other leg. And then what would your office do?
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Trapped, that's more likely. [ He's shoveled off his walkway but it's always a gamble on whether his leg will cooperate. The landlord sends someone over eventually. Either that or a neighbor's kid gets overzealous. ]
I've got my computer with me, they could live without seeing me in person. [ Anika will be relieved. If they somehow let people come in. ] They could live without the guilt of completely crippling me as well, I'm sure.
[ He grins at her from over his scarf, cheeks surely pink from the chill. ]
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Then I think it is settled.
[ knowingly, reaching up with her free hand to brush some snow out of her hair, amused. ]
You are staying in tomorrow, and so am I.
[ and she gently swings their hands as they walk, shifting her fingers a little to interlace them, comfortable. ]
I wouldn't want to cause an argument at your giant fancy corporate building because they broke your other leg, anyway.
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[ Honestly, the idea of staying in with her tomorrow sounds very appealing. He'll have to make sure he has the least amount of work to do possible so they can just enjoy some time. Really, he's probably ahead of his work. Perhaps more time to slack off a bit, which is a strange thing for him to consider. Anika would probably approve, she always says he works too hard.
Which, objectively, he sort of does. ]
You'd march right into my boss' office, huh? [ He squeezes her gloved fingers affectionately, reluctant to let go when they get to the restaurant so he can hold the door open for her. ]
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[ without missing a beat, letting his fingers slide through hers so he can open the door for her. such a gentleman. and inej follows him in, undoing the scarf around her neck, sighing at the warmth. and as kaz follows her in: ]
You would be surprised how convincing I can be.
[ as she reaches out to dust the snow off of his coat with a warm smile. and while it is true that inej is quiet and typically reserved, not one to be the center of attention, she is certainly capable of standing up for herself. or, at least, she is now. freedom has been good to her.
and, as she tugs off her gloves, she inclines her head toward the wait staff. ]
Hungry?
[ she, at the very least, could use some tea. ]
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I'm not sure I would be surprised. [ Somehow, he has a feeling she could really make someone feel her wrath. He doesn't want to be on the receiving end of that.
At her question, he nods, and the host steps up, gesturing for one of the wait staff. They're both led to a table that's close to the window, heavy curtains on either side helping to keep the chill out. Kaz pulls a chair out for Inej before he sheds his coat, draping it over the back of his seat. ]
How are your parents?
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They are eager to have me back in Ravka, I think.
[ which is the most delicate way to put it, she thinks. her mother had been fiercely opposed to letting her go back to kerch. inej had to promise to call every night in order to get asena to make peace with the idea that inej was going to go back for the winter session. kaz's presence (in a weird way) seems to assuage her concerns. knowing that she won't be alone and has a safe place to be. ]
But they are doing well, otherwise. Happy and healthy. They want to visit Ketterdam one day, but when it is warmer. Or as warm as this place ever gets.
[ it's just constantly damp and gloomy here. but as inej peers at the menu: ]
My mother is convinced I am starving to death, so she will be thrilled to know you are feeding me dinner.
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Though he can't blame either of them for their hesitation. Ketterdam hadn't been kind to their daughter. ]
June's not bad. [ Most of the spring rain has stopped and the swampy grossness of late July hasn't kicked in yet. The only debatable thing is how much sun decides to grace their little island. Hard to think of now, as he glances outside and is met with snow whitened streets and people hurrying by in thick scarves. ]
Your mother was convinced you ate as much as a household of four. [ It was her way of showing she cared. But it was a little ridiculous on how much food she'd brought over. ]
Did they post grades yet? [ He'd only heard briefly about her finals. ]
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[ a bit tiredly -- but at the next question, inej shakes her head a little, leaning back in her chair, looking mildly exasperated. ]
Not yet. I think they might come out after the holidays. I know that I passed, but that is about it.
[ very annoying, but inej is fairly confident that she did well. she had studied, and taken it very seriously. it's not often you're given a second chance at starting a life; she intended to make it count.
at any rate, she glances at the menu before looking back at kaz, wrinkling her nose a little in thought. ]
This feels the same as all the other dinners we have had together, doesn't it?
[ she's never been on a date before, so. isn't it supposed to feel different? or maybe they truly just have been lying to themselves this whole time. a likely possibility. ]
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You probably did well. [ She had been studying very hard over the past few weeks in particular. It had led to a number of late night calls. Mostly so he could keep her company while she memorized or read things. Doing so had made him miss her even more once they'd hung up. ]
A bit.
[ He confesses, though it feels like his face goes warm. There's a difference in coming here at least: they'd held hands. And he thinks if he asked for her hand again here, she'd let him hold it. It wouldn't be that weird urge that he'd have to talk himself out of doing.
Their server comes over and sets some water glasses down, taking their order after and disappearing off towards the kitchens. ]
Jes mentioned he'd been friends with Wylan first, before they started dating.
[ So maybe they're doing it right. Or maybe they really have been tricking themselves into thinking they were merely friends and nothing else. ]
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heleen used to call the clientele that came to the menagerie "dates." probably to legitimize the business operation as an actual consort service and not what it was, which was essentially indentured slavery. and dates to inej had always been romantic things. she remembered that her parents used to have inej go to her uncle's house across the street so that her father could take her mother out for dinner. there were always flowers involved. nothing that happened at the menagerie had ever involved flowers. just money, and cruelty, and silence.
she pushes that out of her mind, because tonight is supposed to be fun. and happy. there's no room for ghosts at her heels now. ]
Well.
[ she says, leaning forward to rest her chin in her hands, offering him a warm smile. ]
If that is true, then we have a fairly good start.
[ because while she doesn't really know how dating works, she does know that he cares about her deeply. that's enough, regardless of how "normal" any of this is, or isn't. and her smile turns into a slight grin, clearly teasing. ]
It is going to be a little awkward if this first date is a failure and we have to go home together, though.
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She shakes off whatever it is, a smile taking the place of the frowning line of her mouth. Part of him wants to ask to make sure she's alright. But this isn't really the time or place for it. ]
Extremely. [ He holds his hand out, knuckles brushing the top of the table, clearly asking for her to take it. When she does, he runs his thumb along the backs of her fingers, focused on the motion. ]
I think we'll be alright. [ A beat and then: ] I'm glad you asked.
[ He'd been batting it around in his mind for what's felt like months. And just never coming to a conclusion. There's even a document on his desktop that's a list of pros and cons. It hadn't really helped much. ]
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I thought about waiting for you to ask, but I was impatient.
[ a slight confession, expression slightly sheepish. she had genuinely thought to herself that she would wait until he asked her, but it was clear that someone had to make the first move, and it became even more clear that that person was going to have to be her. kaz is brilliant and tenacious and stubborn, but also shy. with some things, anyway. ]
I also missed you.
[ a lot. it was almost painful, how much she missed him being around all the time. ]
So it seemed silly to keep lying to myself when I got back.
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I missed you, too. [ He gets the feeling both of them had some difficulty readjusting after he'd left Ravka. While he was there, they'd fallen into a familiar pattern. Well, familiar enough. It had certainly changed, since he hadn't let her stay on the couch. Sharing a bed had certainly shifted their relationship. ]
You know, Jes is going to be intolerable. [ Their friend had called this, months ago. He's been badgering Kaz ever since, wondering when he was going to ask Inej out. ]
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I think he will be happy, not intolerable.
[ slightly chiding. Though, to Kaz, they are probably the same thing. though it begs the question: ]
How often do you talk about me with Jesper?
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[ Though he can't stop the small smile that curls his mouth up. Not when she's laughing, the sound so infectious. ]
Every so often. He usually asks how you're doing.
[ Okay maybe it's a bit more than that, though he almost never starts the conversation. He made exactly one comment about it being strange that Inej wasn't in the apartment and Jesper has gotten in his case about it since then.
And ever since he went to Ravka, Jesper's been a pest about the nature of their relationship. Probably because he put his foot in his mouth and mentioned they shared her bed. Completely platonically, but apparently that had stoked a fire.
Really, he'd wanted to stop thinking about it. But he couldn't, not with Jes reminding him near daily and his own mind being traitorous. He feels a bit of a flush on his face at the thought.
Their server comes back over with a pot of tea, something to warm them further. Reluctantly, he lets go of her hand to pour her a cup. ]
Last time, he wanted to know if you've gotten into arguments with your professors.
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No arguments, only spirited disagreements.
[ she says lightly, sipping her tea again. ]
It is not my fault that Ravkan men are often wrong.
[ and inej knows far more about the suli language and culture than any ravkan does, thank you. ]
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Are they? [ That, he'd genuinely curious about. She's told him a bit about the Suli and some about Ravka in general, though more on the government body and the architectural history. Not as much about the people themselves. Though he has some stereotypes to work off of. Sort of. There might be a grain of truth to them, just like there is for the things said about the Kerch. ]
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[ with a shrug of her shoulder as she sips her tea. it manifests itself in odd ways, and inej admittedly hadn't been used to being back in ravka again. kerch isn't exactly diverse, but ketterdam has people coming and going. ravka is so massive that there tends to be pockets of people spread throughout, and port cities like os kervo see the most traffic. it doesn't stop the mild frustration that stems from the fact that inej is one of the only suli people in her classes. which is annoying, especially when discussing her own culture.
hence spirited disagreements, she supposes. ]
But hopefully that will soon change, with the new leadership . . . but vestiges of it still remain. People are slow to learn new things, I think. But it will get better.
[ sooner, hopefully, rather than later. the new king seems earnest to fix the sins of his family's past. they shall see. ]
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The Kerch aren't perfect, not by any means, but they do take business seriously. Which means trying to remain on the good side of most every nation so they can keep their trade agreements. It's not the...best reason to play nice. But it does mean there's a significant amount of culture coming and going out of the Ketterdam ports.
A double edged sword, because it does mean they have issues with people getting stuck or going missing. Like Inej, getting roped into a horrible situation. ]
People don't like change or things they don't understand.
[ Understatement of the century. ] That Nikolai of yours had a favorable response. Divisive, but favorable. The Kerch markets think he'll stabilize things.
[ Though they're mostly banking on him doing so because then they get paid. Again; business before all. ]
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[ because that is a very specific frown, and inej extends her hand on the table, asking for him to take it again, as she sets her tea down on the table.
from what inej has seen of nikolai, he seems to at least care. the bar is admittedly low, for ravkan royalty, but he seems serious about changing things. it isn't as if inej has any real choice in the matter; she (and everyone else in ravka) really have no choice but to trust him. or have another revolution, which she isn't so sure the country could take.
at any rate, she runs her thumb along his fingers. ]
I need to take you to the capital, the next time you visit.
[ it would probably help put it into perspective. how the rich and wealthy (or, well, appearing rich and wealthy) in ravka live, versus the poor that live just outside the walls of os alta. inej's family had been poor, but were fortunate enough to have a house. it is small, and cramped, but it was at least a dignified home. some of the more rural farmers in the outer lands weren't so lucky.
and, her tone a bit dry: ]
Maybe King Nikolai would be up to having a spirited disagreement or two.
[ if he cared enough to hear the opinion of some nameless suli girl, anyway. the nikolai she has seen on television certainly seems like he would. ]
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It's really shocking, isn't it? [ That's what she mentioned before. The stark difference between the rich and the poor. Kerch has seen less and less of that, though the Barrel was still notorious. ]
He might. Can you petition? [ Honestly he has no idea how a monarchy still works nowadays. ]
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[ simply enough, though she does grin a little at the petition suggestion. she imagines you have to be rather important, to meet the king, and she just isn't. but she spends the rest of the dinner answering questions about ravka, and what she knows about nikolai. the dinner ends with them both warm and full, and they walk back to the apartment.
the snow has picked up a bit, and it's very apparent that tomorrow is going to be a snow day. the snow is accumulating quickly and is becoming heavy and sticky - perfect snowball weather, and inej is sorely tempted at least once to try her luck at hitting kaz with one, but she resists the urge.
by the time they both get back home and changed into clothes that aren't covered in snow, inej is intent on curling up on the couch with a warm blanket. which is exactly what she does, draping the blanket over them both as she slides in next to him, sighing in comfort. ]
Snow is horrible.
[ she decides, rubbing her hands together to spark some amount of warmth back into them. ]
It looks beautiful, but I think I appreciate it more when I look out of the window.
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Shame it took so long, but he supposes change is better late than never in this case.
Full and warm, they walk back to the apartment. He picks his way there slowly, careful with the piling snow and slippery walkways. His cane is an even bigger help in times like these, but that doesn't make him fall proof.
Suffice to say, he's relieved to get into non-snowy clothes and settle in on the couch. His leg is bothering him a bit, in the way that it does when it's cold out and he's done some walking in the snow. It's stiff. He ignores it in favor of essentially cuddling up next to Inej on the couch, hesitantly looping an arm around her middle to keep her close. ]
It's nice to look at and that's about it. [ When he was a child, he loved snow days. Ever since he broke his leg, he likes them a lot less. ]
Warm enough? [ He asks, covering her small hands with one of his to help bring the heat back into them. ]
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