it does not bother me to say this isn't love
'Well if you ever want to test your limits, let me know. I'd be extremely interested to see what you can do.' Had anyone else said it, had your arms still been wrapped around Ronin, had this been said on the heels of one of his flirtatious quips, your offer might have sounded like you were offering him a line. But you couldn't be more genuine. You find this man fascinating for more than just his blue eyes and apparent painterly-talents. What you wouldn't give to get an outlander demigod in an exam room with full approval to test whatever you wanted.
Alright, so maybe there was no good way of saying any of that without it sounding sexual. So sue you.
"You're fine." You huff in a callous tone, though the sparkle of sympathy in your dark eyes suggests you're taking this as seriously as you can. 'I'm sure they'd give you a day off..' You offer, already warily eyeing him to gauge how serious he is about you standing back. "How...far?" There's an uneasiness in your voice. Magic here is rare and hated, and as a doctor, you're unhappy enough as it is to have one of your patients explode while under your watch, demigod or no.
Alright, so maybe there was no good way of saying any of that without it sounding sexual. So sue you.
"You're fine." You huff in a callous tone, though the sparkle of sympathy in your dark eyes suggests you're taking this as seriously as you can. 'I'm sure they'd give you a day off..' You offer, already warily eyeing him to gauge how serious he is about you standing back. "How...far?" There's an uneasiness in your voice. Magic here is rare and hated, and as a doctor, you're unhappy enough as it is to have one of your patients explode while under your watch, demigod or no.
October
