[ it's said easily, as she pauses by the side of the table, frowning slightly to herself at the clear irritable nature of the response. he's upset because . . . what, she doubted him? it had been a joke.
but, then, kaz brekker doesn't exactly have a sense of humor. something she's learned the hard way, on more than one occasion. ]
Lucky you, then. Forced boredom for a day or two.
[ she says after a moment, tone shifting back into something a little dry, as she leans her hip against the table, taking a moment before she disposes of her dishes.
she supposes she could poke a little less fun at him. but only a little. because he's being an infant, and someone around here has to tell him so. seeing as everyone else is petrified of him. ]
I suppose I'll owe you dinner in the interim, seeing as I'm forcing you to undergo something cruel and unusual.
[ with a slight roll of her eyes toward the staircase, which, three flights up, leads to kaz's lair. (and, to be fair, her own.) ]
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Date: 2021-01-23 12:54 am (UTC)[ it's said easily, as she pauses by the side of the table, frowning slightly to herself at the clear irritable nature of the response. he's upset because . . . what, she doubted him? it had been a joke.
but, then, kaz brekker doesn't exactly have a sense of humor. something she's learned the hard way, on more than one occasion. ]
Lucky you, then. Forced boredom for a day or two.
[ she says after a moment, tone shifting back into something a little dry, as she leans her hip against the table, taking a moment before she disposes of her dishes.
she supposes she could poke a little less fun at him. but only a little. because he's being an infant, and someone around here has to tell him so. seeing as everyone else is petrified of him. ]
I suppose I'll owe you dinner in the interim, seeing as I'm forcing you to undergo something cruel and unusual.
[ with a slight roll of her eyes toward the staircase, which, three flights up, leads to kaz's lair. (and, to be fair, her own.) ]
Want company in stealing that whistle?