He didn't stop smiling but held his hand over his heart. "Oof loud and clear. Dinner's still on the table though. Jus' because ya don't like me, doesn't make me any less hospitable darlin."
A nonchalant shrug.
"Its a no either way. The rest is just somantics. Appreciate the offer, but me and relationships? We don't get along. I'm not looking for a nice meal or a nice guy.
Anyone who's serious? Needs to be able to s u r v i v e, and you have all of the survival >
"Well in that case, what about a nice cooked meal for a hard day's work when you're finished up? You name the dish and I'll figure it out while you're continuing your mayhem."
Consider her mind blown at this point.
"If that's what flatters you, I'd hate to see what scares you.
But no-I don't do what I do without a reason. I'd be no better than the Empire if I did. And I am /definitely/ better than the Empire."
"No one hurts me, babes. Trust that. There's more than one way to skin a groundlion, Za-heer, and you really do not want to find out how badly I can ruin someone's life without even touching them."
"Ah so yer gonna wait till my guard is down?"
He said enjoying her smile even if it wasn't 'her' smile.
"The disguise only really works if I haven't seen yer face tho' darlin."
“As I’m not an assassin unless I need to be? No.”
The perfectly neutral face smiles.
“No, I prefer to remove my targets in much more embarrassing and unflattering ways.”