[ it feels wrong, to discuss something that as if she was looking forward to it. which she is, in a way. of just getting it over with. but mostly, inej is tired of being left behind while the others (who are slowly but surely becoming her friends) go off to risk their lives for . . . whatever it is that kaz brekker has dreamt up that evening.
she's beyond tired of feeling like she needs protecting.
she picks at her waffle a bit more, letting his words wash over her, before inej elects to change the subject. ]
I do not taste the difference, between these and the ones down the street.
[ she says, as she bites into her waffle. ]
Seems as if it is not worth the walk.
[ she might be goading an argument. a non-serious one, really. it's clear by the look in her eyes that she's joking. ]
no subject
she's beyond tired of feeling like she needs protecting.
she picks at her waffle a bit more, letting his words wash over her, before inej elects to change the subject. ]
I do not taste the difference, between these and the ones down the street.
[ she says, as she bites into her waffle. ]
Seems as if it is not worth the walk.
[ she might be goading an argument. a non-serious one, really. it's clear by the look in her eyes that she's joking. ]