Listen the only place I know around here is this really crappy little diner… Captain Caliente. Has the best coffee. We can go there if this doesn’t work out.
“Read me like a book, eh?”
He let out a dry chuckle; hand fishing for his lighter before sparking up his second cigarette, eyes hesitating before ultimately locking with hers.
“Ever since Konpeki, I don’t sleep well anymore. Nightmares, restlessness. Y’know, the —
[…] nodded. Tellanova gave a closer look to the merc, looking again directly into his eyes.
❝ Have you gotten any sleep lately? ❞ It sounded almost like a bit of a scold intertwined with her question.
— turn out fine.”
V saved being blunt for business or situations that called for it; spending time with someone he’d dare call friend, certainly didn’t warrant it.
Yet he’s finally reaching for another smoke, letting the filter rest between his teeth as he —
“Eh, corny or not. Still hits true.”
For a moment, he’s looking past her. Brows furrowing, a flicker of annoyance in his gaze yet it vanishes as he refocuses on her.
“Still—, bein’ two people’s better than none. Believe it or not, gives me hope everything’s gonna —
@Sn4ke_Smoker “That matter choom—?”
A soft exhale from the merc turned spectator.
“Saw that fight first hand. Did good, can ya tell if anything’s broken?”
A cloth is gently dabbed along her nose to mop up the dribble of blood.
A brow arches.
Lips curling into a bemused grin, elbow twisting to nudge her.
“Gonna play all humble?”
Optics roll; opting to feign sarcasm and annoyance, yet there isn’t an ounce of malice in any of his actions.
“Coulda fooled me. Came all this way to —
[…] might as well try to say something worthwhile. But, obviously… you could’ve paid for a therapist with the eddies you’ve got if you really needed that. ❞
Then, she made a half-lidded eye contact.
❝ You ‘wanted to see me again’? I can’t be that great of company. ❞