just for a little while— i know you must have been worried, huh, elthree?
{ he’s snickering to himself, gently clasping his hand over hers to tug closer, ecstatic in closing the space between them. }
i missed you, for what it’s worth.
aw, really, now? if that were true, you wouldn’t have even noticed i was gone.
{ stepping closer, his typical grin forming on his lips while trudging nearer! }
i’ll let her know. more friends wouldn’t hurt, right?
{ not to mention, elthree might enjoy the company of kay’s droid too— lando never did catch his name. }
You ... think?
( The droid was interesting. And considering everything she's seen, she really did keep Lando out of trouble.
And he needed that. )
Maybe.
I'd like to talk to her more.
yeah? only curious, vess— it’d be the same if you asked me about elthree.
speaking of, i heard you may have chatted with her previously. i think you’d enjoy her company, after she warms up to you. she can be a fireball.
( And that's what the scoundrel was up to.
She gives a look but takes the blaster without another word on the thievery.
It's not fun when someone pulls it on you. )
We aren't attached at the hip.
He has his own ... hobbies.
a blaster, from the looks of it.
{ he moves his cape, freeing his other hand to display the weapon in question. gentle in offering it back out to her, palm upturned. }
sorry about that. ah, where’s your friend? the droid.
a lot of the games i play are dangerous.
{ lando has a tendency to fall with the wrong crowd, even if he attempts to change his ways. it’s a work in progress, as elthree would say. }
i appreciate the concern— well, i’ll take it as that. it won’t fall on deaf ears, i assure you.
𝒜 sight for sore eyes, huh?
I’m sure it’s not the first time you’ve said that... but you might want to be careful, Lando.
Flattery’s a dangerous game, and I don’t think you’re ready to play it with me.
that’s what you wanted? your wish is my command, elthree.
{ flashing an all too enthusiastic grin, it’s charming as can be. fingers clasp over her hand, his thumb brushing over it in a loose caress while he lessens the gap between them. }
thought you hated my sweet talking.
there's that way with words i've been missing.
( there was a short pause, then the droid relented; uncrossing her arms to place one of her hands into his. )
deathly sure. you don’t think i have an affinity for you? at all?
{ extending out his hand, as if silently requesting hers, wiggling his fingers. come onnn, uncross those arms! }
you’re smarter than that, elthree.
me—?
{ he’s rising up from his seat to step closer, making sure to flush out his cape for dramatic effect as he does so. }
well— what, that i look at you a certain way? sure i do. how could i not?