( A lie, and one that radiates with the invisible anger lurking beneath his too-sunny smile. But there's a joy to be earned in Kirma's suffering, in the promise that will come because of it, and so he puts up with this. Does more than that, in fact, by reaching to take one of Kirma's arms in something like a hug, meaning to walk like this. )
You did have plans for us, didn't you? I thought that you must have, considering how you asked me out here. So, I'll follow your lead.
( it’s impressive, the way that being given permission can feel more like a leaden weight around your neck, one that threatens to drag him down into the depths. his ears flick back and forth again, tension pulling at the corners of his mouth, but— )
Okay.
( he will lead. a thing that he is known for being extremely good at and full of confidence in. yeah. whatever. they’re just following his plan, the one that he definitely has, that has him striding with a shuffled purpose deeper into the garden maze with his date(?) on his arm.
he risks another glance at esi, who does indeed look quite good— unfortunately enough for kirma. wait, he’s getting distracted. he mulls over how to try and recover things in his favor; for all that esi yaps about wanting to be pushed around and taken advantage of, kirma is sure that trying anything of the sort tonight would simply end with him headless. trying to escape was already a failure. that only leaves…
wandering and hoping for inspiration. )
Is there really nothing you’d want to do? Since you’re— ( poor ) That is—
( … )
What would my luck with women have to do with it? Or supposed lack thereof. ( he’s stuck on this after all. the callout post was unnecessary. :( )
Well, because you've just turned a perfectly good man into a woman.
( "Perfectly good" has an interesting definition, here, in which he means himself. The misogynistic implications are also ever present. Still, aside from that, Esikko is still acting rather... pleasant. His expressions aren't nearly as sour as they tend to be, he keeps his annoyance shielded from his face and his walk, and his eyes drift along the sights of the garden, happy to take in the sight of lovely plants and flowers as they walk. )
If you had luck with women, you could just go meet with one of them, right? ( A smile, amused and too bright, flashes Kirma's way as Esi lifts a hand to tuck some of his hair behind his ear. )
Anyway, if you're looking for ideas... A nice fancy dinner is something I wouldn't refuse. You can even get a slice of cake for your birthday. ( That he clearly wants to eat himself. )
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( A lie, and one that radiates with the invisible anger lurking beneath his too-sunny smile. But there's a joy to be earned in Kirma's suffering, in the promise that will come because of it, and so he puts up with this. Does more than that, in fact, by reaching to take one of Kirma's arms in something like a hug, meaning to walk like this. )
You did have plans for us, didn't you? I thought that you must have, considering how you asked me out here. So, I'll follow your lead.
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Okay.
( he will lead. a thing that he is known for being extremely good at and full of confidence in. yeah. whatever. they’re just following his plan, the one that he definitely has, that has him striding with a shuffled purpose deeper into the garden maze with his date(?) on his arm.
he risks another glance at esi, who does indeed look quite good— unfortunately enough for kirma. wait, he’s getting distracted. he mulls over how to try and recover things in his favor; for all that esi yaps about wanting to be pushed around and taken advantage of, kirma is sure that trying anything of the sort tonight would simply end with him headless. trying to escape was already a failure. that only leaves…
wandering and hoping for inspiration. )
Is there really nothing you’d want to do? Since you’re— ( poor ) That is—
( … )
What would my luck with women have to do with it? Or supposed lack thereof. ( he’s stuck on this after all. the callout post was unnecessary. :( )
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( "Perfectly good" has an interesting definition, here, in which he means himself. The misogynistic implications are also ever present. Still, aside from that, Esikko is still acting rather... pleasant. His expressions aren't nearly as sour as they tend to be, he keeps his annoyance shielded from his face and his walk, and his eyes drift along the sights of the garden, happy to take in the sight of lovely plants and flowers as they walk. )
If you had luck with women, you could just go meet with one of them, right? ( A smile, amused and too bright, flashes Kirma's way as Esi lifts a hand to tuck some of his hair behind his ear. )
Anyway, if you're looking for ideas... A nice fancy dinner is something I wouldn't refuse. You can even get a slice of cake for your birthday. ( That he clearly wants to eat himself. )