OBVIOUSLY she would be surprised at such a gesture from him -- hell, he surprised himself. Generous was never ever used to describe him, yet here he was, being generous. Just the thought of it made him want to G A G. Weakness like generosity was the kind of thing that made people on the street WALK ALL OVER YOU.Â
whatever ---- it was only once after all.Â
Just looking at the PATHETIC sight of her reminded him why heâd acted in such a way. She was like a little stray cat --- the kind that you just couldnât help but give them food -- and maybe even a home. BUT NOT even he could do that. They were cut from the same cloth, both HOMELESS street rats. The only thing separating them being attitude. Caesar was like an abused dog, while she DIDNâT have the brutal && CRUEL facade he carried.Â
SMALL && scrappy, he had to look down on the woman to meet her gaze. She didnât look much younger than him, but in height he easily had a foot or two on her. TYPICAL. He always had been a tall guy, but this woman really accentuated the fact.Â
On top of being small, she wore a nervous face, giving him the impression that she was scared? -- of him? It seemed LOGICAL, everyone acted like that. They didnât want anything to do with the TROUBLEMAKER. But her on the other hand, she hadnât turned tail and run off as soon as he gave her the apple -- that he took as a sign that she waasnât absolutely terrified of him.
RAISING his eyebrows in shock, he couldnât believe that she reached out to touch him. He wasnât angry about the gesture, only surprised that the woman -- who looked scared out of her mind just to stand by him -- she had the guts to TOUCH his arm. Eyes flickering down to her once more, he could easily guess that what she would say was important. Why else would she feel the need to BE SURE she had his attention that much.
I WOULD FEEL SAFER. How was he supposed to turn that down? Squinting his eyes down at the woman for a moment, he searched for any hint of MALICE in her tone -- years of being on the street teaching him not to trust even those with the kindest faces. Her tone sounded sincere, something that he often thought was difficult to fake.Â
â FINE, but you make one little mistake and youâre out, CAPISCE ? â -- he didnât feel the need to explain to her that he didnât have a house himself. That much should have been obvious. Otherwise he wouldnât have been so bitchy about a simple scrap of food. Regardless of whether he had a house or not, he still expected her to follow by what he said. The last thing he wanted was the find out she was trying to play him for more food or even money ( which he clearly had none of ).
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