She sighs as he settles his head on her shoulder. She doesn't mind the curious looks they're getting. She's never really been bothered by that kind of thing. Right now, her only thought is calming him. She didn't give him an order to attack, an order to defend her. She won't let him stain his hands in blood unless it's for her, unless it's by her will. She doesn't want to dirty him, as strange as that might seem, doesn't want to drag him down.
But when she pushed, she hadn't expected such a violent reaction. It seems like he's taken to being rather controlling where she's concerned. She hesitates, much more gentle and sincere with him when she wraps her arms lightly around his shoulders. Her hands shake slightly, worry filling her that he might be angry at her, might push her away. She never thought things would work out this way…
"Jeez… What am I going to do with you?" She keeps her voice light, knowing he can sense her emotions, her apprehension, her confusion, her worry and wonders vaguely if he can sense why she's feeling this way. Still, she keeps up the front, as if she's completely fine with him nearly murdering someone in the club. "You're the one who said I take a lover if I want to. But if you're going to react like this, I guess I can be good. I'll keep myself alined with you, love, so calm down, hmm?" She says the word lightly, as if her stomach isn't in knots, as if her throat doesn't tighten when she says it.
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Date: 2013-02-24 05:08 am (UTC)But when she pushed, she hadn't expected such a violent reaction. It seems like he's taken to being rather controlling where she's concerned. She hesitates, much more gentle and sincere with him when she wraps her arms lightly around his shoulders. Her hands shake slightly, worry filling her that he might be angry at her, might push her away. She never thought things would work out this way…
"Jeez… What am I going to do with you?" She keeps her voice light, knowing he can sense her emotions, her apprehension, her confusion, her worry and wonders vaguely if he can sense why she's feeling this way. Still, she keeps up the front, as if she's completely fine with him nearly murdering someone in the club. "You're the one who said I take a lover if I want to. But if you're going to react like this, I guess I can be good. I'll keep myself alined with you, love, so calm down, hmm?" She says the word lightly, as if her stomach isn't in knots, as if her throat doesn't tighten when she says it.