So tired trying to see from behind the red in my eyes
No better version of me I could pretend to be tonight
No better version of me I could pretend to be tonight
Of the things Koa expects to come out of Tal's bag, presents are... well, ok, no, he's kinda fully expecting a present. Nevertheless, his face lights up like a kid's on Christmas when Tal produces the box, and it's only through Herculean effort that he's able to resist ripping immediately into the wrapping and finding out what's inside. "Aww, he likes us," the young Dragoon grins, elbowing Thorn playfully as another small box appears before the courtesan.
Finally Koa opens his gift, a flush of pleased gratitude (and maybe something else) darkening his cheeks as he pulls out the copper cuff. It’s not the exact one he was eyeing, but a sister (or perhaps brother) piece, more fitting for someone of Koa’s, ahem, proportions "Heck, Tal, better be careful. Alys might get jealous," he teases, running his thumb over the subtle flower motif, and the small blue stones interspersed within. He supposes now he has to get the other one.
He wonders if this was a sly play by Tal, to force Koa into buying a gift for his crush. Probably not. The Courier is sweet, but too guileless for such a move.
Placing the jewelry back in the box, Koa reaches out to clasp the Courier's shoulder, his broad fingers squeezing through Talyson's coat. "Seriously, Tal- thanks. You're as good a friend as a guy could ask for." In his other hand he grasps his coffee, raising it up for a cheers. "To friendship and shiny shit!" the young man crows, waiting for the others to clink their cups before taking a hearty sip. He's certainly feeling warmer than when he reached the Exchange, and it's not just due to the shot of liquor added in his drink.
Finally Koa opens his gift, a flush of pleased gratitude (and maybe something else) darkening his cheeks as he pulls out the copper cuff. It’s not the exact one he was eyeing, but a sister (or perhaps brother) piece, more fitting for someone of Koa’s, ahem, proportions "Heck, Tal, better be careful. Alys might get jealous," he teases, running his thumb over the subtle flower motif, and the small blue stones interspersed within. He supposes now he has to get the other one.
He wonders if this was a sly play by Tal, to force Koa into buying a gift for his crush. Probably not. The Courier is sweet, but too guileless for such a move.
Placing the jewelry back in the box, Koa reaches out to clasp the Courier's shoulder, his broad fingers squeezing through Talyson's coat. "Seriously, Tal- thanks. You're as good a friend as a guy could ask for." In his other hand he grasps his coffee, raising it up for a cheers. "To friendship and shiny shit!" the young man crows, waiting for the others to clink their cups before taking a hearty sip. He's certainly feeling warmer than when he reached the Exchange, and it's not just due to the shot of liquor added in his drink.
Koa
No other version of me I would rather be tonight
And, Lord, she found me just in time
And, Lord, she found me just in time
