“you’d be surprised what you can and can’t survive,” he’s not exactly sure he means the desert, among that the scars on his back, the mental scars within him. the human body and mind could survive a lot, it just seems impossible if one has never experienced it before. “heh, I guess. I think its just cause my skin is so fair, it really makes my freckles stand out. some days I hate it.” a shake of his head, “appearances are deceiving…. you say the right words and I’m a blushing mess,” honestly not the weirdest thing to admit to someone though he’s hopeful she won’t use it against him, wrinkling his nose, he has this feeling she won’t. “definitely is, I’ve met a few and lets just say there was never a dull moment.” the cogwheels turn within her mind, he can see it plain as day on her face— it takes him back, back to his own bittersweet memories ; getting into trouble at the casinos, all of his escorting jobs, riding back, vegas was never a dull time. “its what i’m hoping for, I’ve been kinda in this funk. I lost my fiancee too, she was also my domme and its been rough. so when I heard of this opportunity coming here. I had no ties anywhere really so I figured why not.” he chuckles as if to lighten the mood back up, “I do miss my guitar though too, and everything i spent my whole life working for, which I’m sure they have my things stored somewhere. that’s like my one gripe, though I know why they do it. I don’t know, I’ve never been into the whole dehumanization schtick. I prefer my praise kink to anything.” he leans down to try and sip from his straw, then nods at her, “I hope so, I just wanna spoil someone you know, best way I can.”
He sounded like he spoke from experience and she could only try to figure out what he must have went through in his time before coming to Eros. "Say the wrong ones and you could turn just as red with fury, am I right?" She asked, though she HARDLY would have anything bad to say about him - not yet anyway, he seemed normal as far as assets went. A people pleaser, although she didn't hold the same sentiment she wouldn't put someone else down who actually enjoyed giving themselves fully. "Lost her, like she passed away or just left you?" It must have sucked losing someone that was so close to you, who you'd basically given yourself to, "what do you even do after something like that? It's not like you can just pack up, move on, and find another all that easily. Your fiancee too, shit, you must have REALLY loved her." She knew that dominant/submissive relationships had a level of intimacy, but to love someone enough to want to marry them? "You're a musician? Can you sing or only play?" Trying to change the subject along with him, "being praised is EVERYTHING." She wanted to be treated like a princess, she DESERVED that much, "I HATE being called a slut which seems to be the go to for the ENTIRE male population when they're trying to be kinky. How ANY woman could respond to that is BEYOND me," it just pissed her right off to no end, and even on Eros she'd heard it a few times. "What's their go to with you?" She asked, wondering what this asset was called when trying to put him down.
