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[chainlightning]

[ She's never going to stop blushing again. She's absolutely sure of it, delighted as she is by the song and his hand holding hers. ]

You know- I'm sure there have been songs about Hawke before, but not me.

[aintwejust]

That's cuz no one saw how awesome you were till me. Don't worry, I'll come up with a coupla more verses. Start sing'n it in the tavern.

[ He won't, but it's worth it for the blushing. ]

[chainlightning]

[ The blushing, for the record, is even harder now. ]

As long as you include the part about the dragon and Jayne's griffon chicks. And maybe about the fact that you clearly have amazing eyesight.

[aintwejust]

Don't gotta have good eyesight t'see what an amaz'n woman you are, Miss Merrill.

[ Not even a little. ]

[chainlightning]

Oh- [ a little fluster, paired with a wave from the hand that doesn't have his in it. ]

You are far too sweet, Mal.

[aintwejust]

Don't tell nobody. I got a reputation as a curmudgeon to uphold.

[chainlightning]

I hate to say it, but I think that reputation has already fallen apart.

[aintwejust]

How can you be so sure?

[ Brows lifted, lips quirked in a smirk around another bite of the fulsome, spicy chili, he is the picture of amused innocence.

Well. Kinda innocence. ]

[chainlightning]

Everyone on the trip did see you let me ride Sasha in the Anderfels, for starters.

[ Innocent =/= curmudgeon, Mal. ]

[aintwejust]

That was just polite. Can't make someone walk all the damn way up a mountain.

[chainlightning]

Are curmudgeons polite, now?

[aintwejust]

To pretty girls, sure!

[chainlightning]

That doesn't sound very curmugeonly to me.

[aintwejust]

Well it is. Kinda.



Sorta.


Eat your chili.