Bottle it up

*Askan* · 06-03-2020, 04:33 PM

This conversation was taking a turn for the strange. Raelyn had been all smirky, cocksure and talkative and now she wasn't. Usually he would have appreciated the quiet, would have thanked the Saints for finally shutting her up, but she hadn't answered his question and he didn't like being ignored. He looked at her proper, more than a passing glance, and noticed that her expression revealed nothing. She was playing her cards too close to his chest and Askan didn't even have a hope of reading her. When she finally gathered her words they were clumsy, like they'd spilled off her tongue without much thought.

"Riiight." He drawled, unconvinced.

At first he wasn't sure if he'd heard her right. "Huh?" And then it sank in, like a stone to the bottom of the riverbed.

Askan's brows shot up as his mouth popped open. The hell kind of question was that? As much as Askan tried to smother the memory it reminded him of the time his uncles had lined up a bunch of ladies in front of him and asked him to pick one out to be his mate. Sure, objectively speaking they were all pretty, with demure smiles, soft fur and feminine hips but...so what? Did he really seem the sort to be swayed by that? Besides didn't even know their names yet that didn't seem to matter to anyone. Why did he need a mate anyway? Was he lacking as a man without one? It was insulting, pathetic really, and he would have been insulted once again if the question hadn't been so random and from nowhere.

"Uh what?" And then after a long pause he decided that yeah actually, he was pretty pissed off that she was shoving her nose in his business again. It all accumulated to a general feeling of ???? but mad, not a combination he was very familiar with, to be honest. "I don't see why you think it's appropriate to even ask...but no, I don't." He explained, his anger slow and simmering.

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