[ Ah. That's certainly a reaction. Carver just watches Gold for a moment, taking in the red cast to his face. In a different moment, Carver thinks he'd pounce on that. Hammer at it like a pressure point, a fracture line, until something broke.
Here, he just motions with his hand. ]
C'mere.
[ It doesn't have to be complicated. It really, truly, doesn't. ]
I don't do sex and violence. You can pull my hair, but don't choke me. I got a thing about that.
[ It sparks too close to the real, to a fight. Instinct kicks in at that point. He says it all rather blandly, though. It just is what it is. ]
no subject
Here, he just motions with his hand. ]
C'mere.
[ It doesn't have to be complicated. It really, truly, doesn't. ]
I don't do sex and violence. You can pull my hair, but don't choke me. I got a thing about that.
[ It sparks too close to the real, to a fight. Instinct kicks in at that point. He says it all rather blandly, though. It just is what it is. ]
Yeah?