She looks in the moment before he answers like she might smack him one, like she might just leave; she's tired of so much, and this was setting up to be something semi promising, but she's not interested in putting up with one for the other.
And then he just... lets it go. She's suspicious, of course, and doesn't bother hiding her wariness as she eyes him, but she does nod slowly. Yes, it is pretty good.
"I accept royalty payments with proof ratings," she answers, dropping arms that she'd folded.
"Or, you know. Just not adding yourself to the Fucknuts list."
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Date: 2024-02-17 12:42 pm (UTC)From:And then he just... lets it go. She's suspicious, of course, and doesn't bother hiding her wariness as she eyes him, but she does nod slowly. Yes, it is pretty good.
"I accept royalty payments with proof ratings," she answers, dropping arms that she'd folded.
"Or, you know. Just not adding yourself to the Fucknuts list."