Don't use the N word

I'm a lady, like whoa
I could bring you to your knees

She wants him to rise to the bait, wants him to shift. Honestly, she just wants him to be the Korbin he once was. Not that she doesn’t understand the subtle change in him. They both changed after that day, after they lost Erebor. And in the same way that he cannot understand what she went through, she knows she cannot understand what he went through either. His face is a hazy memory as she lay there nearly dead, and she cannot fathom what it was like to watch her in that state. But she misses the boy he used to be all the same. ”Well, I would have to be bothered to talk to the Warden for that, so no. But I would prefer not to come home to a Korbin popsicle. You’d probably taste terrible.”

He calls her out on the hunting, and she sighs slightly, running a hand through her hair, which is only sort of in its braid from this morning. ”Between the luxere I got from that demi-god and the ursur I got from the Academy, plus your trading skills, we have more meat than we can eat in a year. Though I’ll go out with them before Deepfrost hits.” If only to stay in their good graces, but she would. It’s not like she never hunted, she just didn’t have to do it every damn day anymore.

She follows him into his room, entirely unconcerned with her semi-naked brother. She plops down onto his bed with a dramatic sigh, and though she is playing up the drama, there’s some part of her that feels it with this conversation. ”So we can have a half decent life that doesn’t involve scraping together food and some ningo feathers all the time,” she says, frustrated. Her voice softens slightly as she continues though. ”You know I want you to work there with me. A steady, actual life for both of us.”

She lets out a breath, flopping all the way down so her upper half is laying down, her legs still dangling off the bed with her feet on the floor. The ceiling is nothing remarkable, but she stares at it anyway.  ”Besides, it’s hardly charity. I do 95% of the work and he gets to work on his empire. At the moment it feels like I got the short end of the stick. You’d be better at dealing with all this vendor shit than me, you know. Everyone likes you more.” Not that she’d actually asked, given that she was trying to do this for him and respect Sunjata’s wishes that it stay guild business right now, but she could flatter him anyway. He would have been better at it, after all. It is true.

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