“Well, as long as you give him his sword...” That wasn’t the nickname she would have expected him to give her. At all. A joke about her stabbing people, maybe. Or something about her awful luck. Not... that one. Why did he have to choose that one? Not that she minded. She really didn’t. It just made her heart... flutter. A little. In the most frustrating, annoying way.
Bloody charming dwarf.
This time, her smile lit up her face. “Naturally. You’re always the first person I call.” Banter, at least, she could do. She wasn’t flirting. She wouldn’t... flirt. Okay, maybe it was flirting as much as bantering.
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Date: 2017-11-19 01:29 pm (UTC)Bloody charming dwarf.
This time, her smile lit up her face. “Naturally. You’re always the first person I call.” Banter, at least, she could do. She wasn’t flirting. She wouldn’t... flirt. Okay, maybe it was flirting as much as bantering.