We did talk about a lot of things. [Talked. Drank fucking Odin's mead down to the bottom of the bottle. Grabbed each other with no thought of kindness. Settled into each other's space without the sort of conscientious avoidance that defined all their other interactions. Drew line after line in the stand only to dash them away moments later. John did not sleep with people. He fucked them sometimes, but at no point did he leave himself so vulnerable with someone. It was for his sake and for the entire city's sake, and yet.
He'd gone to sleep with half a bottle of mead in his and Dresden's soft breaths against his chest, and he'd survived.
And then he left.
And now claims to not hate him. Right. Maybe Dresden wielded his weapons unknowingly. Didn't realize the power of revoked sanctuary and kindness. Strange, given his ties to the Courts.]
I'm somewhat confused on that matter. We did talk. And then I gave you the out, if you needed it. And you took it.
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Date: 2012-11-11 05:00 pm (UTC)He'd gone to sleep with half a bottle of mead in his and Dresden's soft breaths against his chest, and he'd survived.
And then he left.
And now claims to not hate him. Right. Maybe Dresden wielded his weapons unknowingly. Didn't realize the power of revoked sanctuary and kindness. Strange, given his ties to the Courts.]
I'm somewhat confused on that matter. We did talk. And then I gave you the out, if you needed it. And you took it.