don't you shy away

VARUS

The second a sound is heard, he snaps the book shut. A quick glance is given over his shoulder as she arrives in a flurry of vixen smiles and offering warmth and a place to stay for at least a little. It’s a kind gesture, really, but one that he’d get no benefit from. He wouldn’t get any benefits from the warmth of a fireplace, nothing from tea, nothing but idle chatter unless she could help him with that and figuring out what the fuck had all changed.

He supposes that’s if she has any idea herself.

So he flashes her a charming grin, one that’s fanged and bright – matching her vixen smile – because two can absolutely play at that game. A quick glance is given to the door he stands before, realizing it’s a spa of sorts – and he quirks his head back to her with that same grin. “Ah, I’m afraid I don’t get much out of spas these days.” Varus offers with a soft chuckle. “Or tea.” There’s a look of consideration that hits him before it’s gone in an instant.

“I gotta say, though, it’s my first time in Halo in a long fucking time. Don’t suppose you could use that time to help me fill in some blanks?” His head tilts with the offer, lips curling in a feline grin. Worth a shot, anyway.

stories without a few let downs are boring when told
perfection and poems are a lie when it all unfolds