[ He makes a noncommittal sort of noise, lifting both shoulders in a shrug. (Even as a nervous part of him wants to take a step back as she moves forward, but that would mean giving ground, which is pretty much losing, and—
Yeah. Not happening.) ]
Toe-may-toe, toe-mah-toe.
[ He puts on another one of those devil-may-care smiles. ]
no subject
Yeah. Not happening.) ]
Toe-may-toe, toe-mah-toe.
[ He puts on another one of those devil-may-care smiles. ]
Improvising is kinda my thing, remember?