[ Oh, that gets a (very dramatic) (absolutely overdrawn) tension. Rin's breath catching, shoulders squared and fingers sharply tented, eyes set wide at that remark, that terribly so terribly innocuous choice of words Sen chose to speak.
A moment shifts past, its passage unnoticed in the hold of Sen's eyes. (The bar around shimmering slightly to a distance; Andi and Kaleo noted but beyond immediate recognition. The sounds around have dulled, the lights seem focused on one huddled gangle - most picturesque gangle; the charmingest gangle - of a man.)
A moment, Rin just barely curbing a would-be-smile.
The absolute rogue. No one else could evade retribution for such appellations!
Another moment, Rin tapping one finger sharp against the counter. The resolve of their faux-irritation cracking; slight tick of a smile creeping through.
Look at that dope of a man gazing up at them. (That constant, that selfless brute of a man.) How at ease he appears. How very nearly well, in this moment. Grinning, fluttered, and content? There's little more that Rin could ask than this. Nothing they'd want half so much as Sen's comfort.
And it flutters their heart, to see him grinning so. Sen always did have a contagious smile, alongside a talent for banishing the dark from Rin's days.
Still, there is the matter of those words! ]
Now Senan.
Clever, riddle-mongering Senan. Troll and rogue and pleasant knave.
Why ever would you call me that?
[ A click of their tongue, tension easing as they lean a little further over the bar, and— ]
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A moment shifts past, its passage unnoticed in the hold of Sen's eyes. (The bar around shimmering slightly to a distance; Andi and Kaleo noted but beyond immediate recognition. The sounds around have dulled, the lights seem focused on one huddled gangle - most picturesque gangle; the charmingest gangle - of a man.)
A moment, Rin just barely curbing a would-be-smile.
The absolute rogue. No one else could evade retribution for such appellations!
Another moment, Rin tapping one finger sharp against the counter. The resolve of their faux-irritation cracking; slight tick of a smile creeping through.
Look at that dope of a man gazing up at them. (That constant, that selfless brute of a man.) How at ease he appears. How very nearly well, in this moment. Grinning, fluttered, and content? There's little more that Rin could ask than this. Nothing they'd want half so much as Sen's comfort.
And it flutters their heart, to see him grinning so. Sen always did have a contagious smile, alongside a talent for banishing the dark from Rin's days.
Still, there is the matter of those words! ]
Now Senan.
Clever, riddle-mongering Senan. Troll and rogue and pleasant knave.
Why ever would you call me that?
[ A click of their tongue, tension easing as they lean a little further over the bar, and— ]
Count your cards carefully before you play, hm?