( so much for enjoying the warmth of her pressed up against his back when she moves all too quickly to stand all the way across the fire from him instead. he would've responded and told her that she can stick around to find out about his other talents, but too late for that now. instead he just watches her, looking at the play of shadows dancing across her features. )
Why would you be worried about that? ( and in one slick move, he removes his wet shirt, laying it on the ground to dry beside the fire. ) Haven't you done more than make a pass at me? ( hmph. funny. it's almost like he's daring her to undress in front of him and daring himself not to react. )
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Why would you be worried about that? ( and in one slick move, he removes his wet shirt, laying it on the ground to dry beside the fire. ) Haven't you done more than make a pass at me? ( hmph. funny. it's almost like he's daring her to undress in front of him and daring himself not to react. )