i think we're haunted

He gave Rexanna a smile when she winked at him after the comment and nodded with tight lips. Flirtatiousness was usually just a fun way to play around with people. He had no qualms about flirting with anyone, and he enjoyed it even more when they flirted back. Granted, his playful energy was sometimes a charm all its own, but the purrs and vocal inflections in just the right places with brought a pleasure he hadn’t had in a while – despite whether or not it was literally the only way she could speak. Kalt smirked at her comment, adding a slight nod for good measure. ”Try all the options, and take it slow,” he said, lifting a devilish brow. ”Kind of an oxymoron, wouldn’t you say?” The man wasn’t serious, but it was a small innuendo that he just couldn’t let slide by without saying something. ”Taking it slow is a fine choice,” he said. ”When I first got together with my-“ He cut himself off, realizing he wasn’t exactly sure what to call Ashe. They weren’t married or even engaged, but they were far more than just ‘together’ would indicate. He decided to just start that sentence over to hopefully clarify it. ”When Ashe and I first got together, it was absolutely taken slow. We didn’t exactly have the freedom to be open about it, but three years later – through separation and worlds apart – we’re strong as ever.” If they had had their way, slow likely wouldn’t have been the way they took their relationship, but it was probably ultimately for the best. He also wondered briefly if the woman would pick up on Ashe's name. Kalt had seen her at the bridge with Alistair, so he wondered if Alistair would have mentioned Ashe being his ex-wife, or if he was just sweeping that part of his life under the rug. kalt give into the night.