Hm? [ Hei stirs, only a little at the kisses, but doesn't slide her off. Too much closeness is still claustrophobically alien to him. But right now, he's too tired to move. After the long jag, the surprising admissions, his mind is played out; thoughts threatening to melt like cotton-candy. It's an effort to sharpen them and focus. A greater effort to move his mouth. ] All of it.
[ Neutral-toned. In the dark, his half-lidded gaze seems soft, but there's something scrutinizing about it too. He's been in this place before, sweat cooling on his skin and questions floating over beds or futons or alleyway walls. It's a different one each time -- do you love me? will you stay with me? are you being honest? can I trust you? -- but his reply is always timed and structured by who he's with. But this is by choice and without agenda, and he wants to offer Korra honesty. ]
[ It's a quiet rasp when he adds, ] I have nothing to gain by lying to you. [ Cruel. But again; honest. Every lie has a purpose. But here, with Korra, sometimes a semblance of truth is more beneficial. ]
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[ Neutral-toned. In the dark, his half-lidded gaze seems soft, but there's something scrutinizing about it too. He's been in this place before, sweat cooling on his skin and questions floating over beds or futons or alleyway walls. It's a different one each time -- do you love me? will you stay with me? are you being honest? can I trust you? -- but his reply is always timed and structured by who he's with. But this is by choice and without agenda, and he wants to offer Korra honesty. ]
[ It's a quiet rasp when he adds, ] I have nothing to gain by lying to you. [ Cruel. But again; honest. Every lie has a purpose. But here, with Korra, sometimes a semblance of truth is more beneficial. ]