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"Well yew can say yes or no t' both o' 'em." Anne shrugs and smirks over at him.

Evander’s own smirk never wavers. There’s a mild sneer in his voice as he responds.  "Alright, fine. Yes. To both."

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"What the fuck are you doing."

It’s more a blunt statement than an actual question, and his expression of unimpressed confusion is almost comical as he stares at the girl running her fingers up his forearm like it’s some sort of shiny curio. Apparently she couldn’t appreciate the old scar from afar. It wasn’t even one that had a good story attached to it - this one was just a shallow thing he’d gotten during training when he’d first been recruited.

"I appreciate the interest, but you can look, not touch. You ever hear about that thing called ‘personal space’?”

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"Do ya like it rough an' fast or slow an' 'ard?"

Evander rolls his eyes as he shifts into a far more casual stance.  "I thought these were s’posed to be questions where I can only respond with a ‘yes’ or ‘no’?"

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"Are ya a /big boy/?"

The Whaler’s smirk deepens, and he narrows his eyes. If her intention was to make him blush and stutter with these questions, it would take quite a bit more to do so.  "Mmhm."

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"Do ye find me attractive~?" {Anne p l s}

Quirking a brow, Evander’s eyes briefly flick over her form before he crosses his arms and nods once. A slight smirk curves his lips.  "Yes."

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AHHHH LOOK AT U!!! U LOOK SO CUTE ASDFGHJKL

eeeee thank you friend~  ♥♥♥

[soluminmcrte]

♋

{‡}; This motion thoroughly shocked him. He stared at the woman, his face an odd calm. "What is it you want with me?" he asked, his tone soft but it was demanding just the same.

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*check thingy bc I'm on mobile and can't copy it whoops*

"Anne...umm...not that I mind, but...you're sitting on me.."