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[charmoffensive]

Entirely unnecessary, I assure you.

[ But his tone doesn't imply it was an actual waste of time, curiousity cutting through the flourish as he takes the jar and holds it up. ]

But delightful. There's no such thing where I'm from-- well, unless you're a farm animal, I assume.

[sulahnan]

[ Answers the question of whether he's a rifter or a qunari with an anchor, that. ]

Don't your horns get itchy?

[charmoffensive]

That

[ as he pockets the little jar ]

is a personal question.

[sulahnan]

[ She makes a little oooh, scandalous face, then grins. ]

I'll let you ask me a personal question, to make it even.

[charmoffensive]

Well, if we're going to enter that sort of discourse, I'd hope you can do better than asking if my horns itch.

[sulahnan]

I guess I could ask about your other horn but I doubt a description would do it justice.

[charmoffensive]

[ A laugh, sudden and quick. ]

That was terrible.

[sulahnan]

[ She laughs, too, a cute if dorky lil giggle. ]

I know, definitely not my best. It was either that or a dumb joke about discourse and intercourse.

[charmoffensive]

Well, I'm sure we could muddle our way to whichever you prefer.

[sulahnan]

Oh, I definitely prefer the latter.

[ A quirk of the brow. ]

Sometimes both at the same time.

[charmoffensive]

And here, [ he says, managing that instead of laughing again, and he gestures a little as he moves as though to invite her to walk along with him ] is the clever line where I imply I'd prefer to overwhelm one with the other.

Let me know if it works.

[sulahnan]

[ If anything her grin broadens as she pantomimes a little curtsey, accepting his invitation. ]

That depends on which one is being overwhelmed, but I reckon it'll work quite well.

[charmoffensive]

[ He resumes his leisurely pace as she goes to move with him, a vague trajectory towards the docks. ]

As it so happens, [ he says, ] I've intended by evening for Kirkwall. Would you care to join me? I'd welcome the company.

[sulahnan]

Sure, I don't--I mean, I'd be delighted.

[ I don't have plans sounds much less intentional than why yes I would like to go to the City of Chains with you, tall handsome horned man. ]

Whatcha gonna do there?

[charmoffensive]

Drink, eat, and be merry.

[sulahnan]

Oh! Even better than what I was thinking, then.

[charmoffensive]

Well now I must ask, what were you thinking?

[sulahnan]

[ She shrugs. ]

Crime or something.

[charmoffensive]

Oh. Well. Perhaps next time. I wouldn't want to take a lady out on a heist for the first date.

[sulahnan]

Why not? [ A laugh might not be able to thoroughly convey "Pfff I'm not a lady" and "oooooh a date" and "no seriously is that a real rule for dates?" but it gets the vibe right. ]

[charmoffensive]

I don't go on heists with just anyone. Even impressive knife women in the business of beheading demons and thoughtful gifts. One date at least, first.

[sulahnan]

[ Her smile turns a teensy bit bashful at the compliment. ]

That's fair, I guess. I have to warn you, though, I'm not nearly as practiced with dates as I am beheading and gift giving.