[ Were she less aware, she might think he means it in a teasing sense, even with the rather...unsavory undertones of the jest. Even still, it would have intrigued her, but what captures her far more is the sadness in his eyes. That and...something else. Something that she herself has felt before.
It's enough to temporarily distract her from her former chase, with her gaze captivated by him even as she gently attempts to pull her wrist free. Miss Ives doesn't often fraternize so openly in the daylight, no matter how earnest someone's cause. Too caught in her own world, perhaps. ]
It seems you already have. But can you keep me?
[ If he knows her name, it must be because he knows of her trade. That isn't so surprising. What is surprising is why she can't look away, despite the mystery going on right behind her in the waterway. Why doesn't she want to look away?
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It's enough to temporarily distract her from her former chase, with her gaze captivated by him even as she gently attempts to pull her wrist free. Miss Ives doesn't often fraternize so openly in the daylight, no matter how earnest someone's cause. Too caught in her own world, perhaps. ]
It seems you already have. But can you keep me?
[ If he knows her name, it must be because he knows of her trade. That isn't so surprising. What is surprising is why she can't look away, despite the mystery going on right behind her in the waterway. Why doesn't she want to look away?
His sadness is so familiar. ]
What is your need?