"Oh, yes, ma'am." he huffed through a fresh swig of his coffee, adding a sardonic little nod of agreement for good measure. "Can't have you settlin' on less 'n your high standards, now can we?"
It was humor, a playful moment of verbal sparring, and nothing that the Shade was used to. It bothered him on a primal level, this reversion to behavior more suited to a living man. It grated, the way she affected him, trying to coax free a state of being he'd shed a long goddamn time ago.
If he were a living man...God help him, it might even be welcome. She was a young thing, but pretty as a picture, and old enough to entertain suitors back in his day...
"Anyone ever tell you that you got too much steel in your spine for a girl your age?" he found himself asking. "Or that come with the power? Sassin' gods like you got a place to go off. Mind you, I ain't upset none--least not yet--but you confound the hell outta me."
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Date: 2017-01-22 08:12 am (UTC)It was humor, a playful moment of verbal sparring, and nothing that the Shade was used to. It bothered him on a primal level, this reversion to behavior more suited to a living man. It grated, the way she affected him, trying to coax free a state of being he'd shed a long goddamn time ago.
If he were a living man...God help him, it might even be welcome. She was a young thing, but pretty as a picture, and old enough to entertain suitors back in his day...
"Anyone ever tell you that you got too much steel in your spine for a girl your age?" he found himself asking. "Or that come with the power? Sassin' gods like you got a place to go off. Mind you, I ain't upset none--least not yet--but you confound the hell outta me."