[ Mal hooks a foot around a nearbye stool to have a seat, setting aside both Chili and dignity while he taps out a little rhythm on his knee. Soon enough he's singing, soft and smirking. ]
Stand back everyone, nothing here to see Just imminent danger, in the middle of it, she Yes, Savior Merril's here, hair blowing in the breeze And the day needs her saving expertise An elf's gotta do what an elf’s gotta do Seems destiny ends with her saving you The only doom that’s looming is you loving her to death So she’ll give you a sec to catch your breath
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They'll have to sing about us fighting that dragon, too. And Jayne trying to herd the hatchlings.
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Stand back everyone, nothing here to see
Just imminent danger, in the middle of it, she
Yes, Savior Merril's here, hair blowing in the breeze
And the day needs her saving expertise
An elf's gotta do what an elf’s gotta do
Seems destiny ends with her saving you
The only doom that’s looming is you loving her to death
So she’ll give you a sec to catch your breath
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You know- I'm sure there have been songs about Hawke before, but not me.
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[ He won't, but it's worth it for the blushing. ]
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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.
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[ Not even a little. ]
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You are far too sweet, Mal.
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[ 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. ]
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[ Innocent =/= curmudgeon, Mal. ]
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Sorta.
Eat your chili.