[He says it crossly, like he wouldn't even give her a chance and maybe he wouldn't, but he thinks that maybe she would escape some of that ire based on a pretty face, which he's not going to admit, but there it is.]
Good thing you're not still a snob. Who knows what I would do with you then, hmm? [It's teasing, of course, but he manages to keep the mischievous glimmer to his eyes and his lips flat. He keeps stroking her neck, just gently, just enough to be felt.]
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[He says it crossly, like he wouldn't even give her a chance and maybe he wouldn't, but he thinks that maybe she would escape some of that ire based on a pretty face, which he's not going to admit, but there it is.]
Good thing you're not still a snob. Who knows what I would do with you then, hmm? [It's teasing, of course, but he manages to keep the mischievous glimmer to his eyes and his lips flat. He keeps stroking her neck, just gently, just enough to be felt.]