He makes a face, wrinkling his nose in dramatic faux disgust and shaking his head profusely. "I don't want you to be my sexy anything," he tells her, a teasing edge to his tone. "I'll take being the protagonist, though, that's a side of me I don't hear about all too often."
He's not much of the joking type but he's admittedly found it easier to make what little light he can of his arrest, of what had been written about him in the papers and whispered between the people in town.
"Anyway. The house is starting to feel a little too empty with just me in it. I suppose it doesn't help that I never invite company over."
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Date: 2014-05-21 08:51 pm (UTC)He's not much of the joking type but he's admittedly found it easier to make what little light he can of his arrest, of what had been written about him in the papers and whispered between the people in town.
"Anyway. The house is starting to feel a little too empty with just me in it. I suppose it doesn't help that I never invite company over."