Duplicity - IC Inbox

[amicustenebris]

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[amicustenebris]

And I am woefully out of practice, I think. [ Not that it was ever something he did a great deal before. ]

[donateblood]

You will, I think, find me a willing companion for practice, if you wish it. I promise I won't read into it any more than you wish me to.

[amicustenebris]

Is it the sort of thing one practices? Like archery? Or knitting?

[donateblood]

It builds confidence!

[amicustenebris]

You don't strike me as the sort that places themselves in situations they cannot get out of, so I imagine it comes to you rather naturally.

[ Clearly his comfort zone is to keep things in the realm of practically addressed rather than toyed with. ]

[donateblood]

I was in a position of authority even before I became what I am. And afterwards... There's not much left to lose. I do what I want.

[amicustenebris]

Understandable. Certainly an example to be followed, even. ...And I'm not about to ruin the evening by complaining about this place again.

[donateblood]

I think I'd be more amused than anything else, Mr. Gold.

[amicustenebris]

[ Gold just might be very aware that while he is content to be grumpy and unapproachable as a matter of course, this place does not miss opportunities to show him the ways this is going to work against him here. The smallest effort he can make is to not complain so much. ]

Hear it often, do you?

[ Of course, in his head, it translates less as 'don't complain so much' and more as 'maybe be you a little less.' ]

[donateblood]

My partner is fond of nitpicking the little details of things, especially when I've dragged him out to a club or bar. He's more fond of peace and quiet than I am, and tends not to make a secret of it.

A bit of complaining never hurt anyone.