Elijah's mouth twitches.
"...Thank you for the offer. I have alternatives."
"I assume that if it gets 'uncomfortable' I'll be nursing a black eye or worse," Elijah murmurs. "But I'll let you know."
"I appreciate the reassurance."
It would be hard to tell from his tone or expression that he's neither reassured nor appreciative.
Elijah nods, and rises to his feet, at least equipped with the grace to recognise a dismissal.
"Alright."
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Elijah's mouth twitches.
"...Thank you for the offer. I have alternatives."
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Says Quentin, peaceably.
"Tell me if you bump into either of them and it gets uncomfortable. It shouldn't, but I will defend you in case it does."
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"I assume that if it gets 'uncomfortable' I'll be nursing a black eye or worse," Elijah murmurs. "But I'll let you know."
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Quentin would guess, but.
"It should be fine. Plan for the worst, expect the best."
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"I appreciate the reassurance."
It would be hard to tell from his tone or expression that he's neither reassured nor appreciative.
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He assures him, not minding- honestly he's intending to be neither.
"We'll have lunch tomorrow?"
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Elijah nods, and rises to his feet, at least equipped with the grace to recognise a dismissal.
"Alright."
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He says, and decides not to hug him, just- to smile vaguely and head for the door.