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"Yup. Probably could." She doesn't stop walking.

Then confusion and a grouse "Could you not ignore me when I'm trying to intimidate you? it's fucking rude" She follows

"Look, no lie, you're scary as hell. I do NOT want to have to go up against you, ever. And you saved my life back there, so y'know, respect. But...like I said, I've known Dirk for a long time. Don't want to see him get hurt, and if he does get hurt, then I'm going to have something to say about it, whether or not I'd win a fight."

She looks at the taller girl "Look, he beat me in a fight. And he's tough. Like it or not, a woman wants to make it in this world she's got to find a tough guy, preferably one she can manage ... or some guy will make the choice for her"

Now she frowns and turns. "He beat you in a fight, but he knows you're damn tough too, right? No guy is making a choice for you...you can make your own choices. You have been making your own choices. Dirk's one of those choices, and that's great. Just...don't fuck it up. That's all I'm saying."

"Fuck WHAT up? It's.. just survival. Everything is just survival" PRissy snorts "Okay, maybe not for you... you got looks and connections, but I got to deal with what I got"

"Right. And what you've got is, from what I can tell, a pretty okay arm and a guy who could beat you up but doesn't and who wants to make sure you get the things you want. That looks like an okay situation compared to your baseline expectations, for starters, and I'm saying don't fuck it up. Don't take it for granted."

Then she gives an exasperated gesture, "Look, forget I said anything. Let's get back."

She thinnks it through, then scowls following "Fine, let's get back" they start to walk to do just that "Are you saying he's gay?"

A startled blink. "Where the hell in what I said would you get the idea that he's gay?"

"I mean, you guys are having sex, so chances are he's not gay, right?"

"Well... he's being all in tune with what women want.. !" Prissy says

"Lots of straight guys are like that. The best ones. Think about it...don't you kinda get a rush when you try a move in a fight and it gets exactly the results you wanted to get? Same thing with guys and sex. Once they realize that they can figure out what turns their partner on by asking, then they get really focused on achieving that result." She grins a little bit. "Works out pretty good for us, then."

Prissy seems to mull that over "I.. guess. I just nnever had a guy really care if I got off or not. I mean, some like it when I fake it how great they are... but they don't acttually... "She quiets thinking that over "Guess I wouldn't mind . "

"I mean, what have you got to lose, especially if he's already asking?"

"He could be a machine if he worked at it" she admits "Wonder if I can take him into allowing biting... your place has healers right?"

Oh crap. The battle to NOT imagine may have goten that much harder

"Um...y-yes, there are healers. But...uh...well, maybe save that for rare occasions? So you don't have to use glamour unnecessarily?" Yeah, she's trying to think about other things...daisies and pinwheels and...anything but that!

"Darn. Because if each of us bite each other, at the same time, right on the ..."

"You ladies ready go to?" Sir Earl asks, ready to flicker flash them

"PLEASE," Sylvi says to cut of Prissy's comment.

"I mean, yes, please, Sir Earl." She smiles winningly.

Earl nods, and unknowingly commits right of rescue as they vanish... that conversation left behind with it. Thank the gods!

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