[ He does not, in fact, quite catch what she means by it immediately, until he sees the direction of her gaze. Mm. ]
No. [ Rarely, at least. And often not by choice. But truthfully, it's primarily because no one has requested it, either. ] I can be convinced.
[ He nudges her towards the bed with one hand, slipping the medallion off with his other. The chain piles with a soft clink on the table near the bedside. It's a little strange to have it off, but it's near enough at hand he doesn't much mind.
Besides, he has a more than suitable distraction. ]
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No. [ Rarely, at least. And often not by choice. But truthfully, it's primarily because no one has requested it, either. ] I can be convinced.
[ He nudges her towards the bed with one hand, slipping the medallion off with his other. The chain piles with a soft clink on the table near the bedside. It's a little strange to have it off, but it's near enough at hand he doesn't much mind.
Besides, he has a more than suitable distraction. ]