[Geir's words are brief, but not sharp -- it's a sincere invitation, just not a voluble one. he ducks his own head to crunch up the last of the pastries on the ground. humans are so interesting, he thinks, almost awed. he doesn't have any doubts about his ability to kill her if he wanted to, which makes Tara-Fay as foolhardy as anyone he's ever spoken to.
somehow he feels... stronger? in the wake of that conversation. more settled, as if he's come to a conclusion about one of the questions that was plaguing him. it's very strange. he's not used to that.]
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[Geir's words are brief, but not sharp -- it's a sincere invitation, just not a voluble one. he ducks his own head to crunch up the last of the pastries on the ground. humans are so interesting, he thinks, almost awed. he doesn't have any doubts about his ability to kill her if he wanted to, which makes Tara-Fay as foolhardy as anyone he's ever spoken to.
somehow he feels... stronger? in the wake of that conversation. more settled, as if he's come to a conclusion about one of the questions that was plaguing him. it's very strange. he's not used to that.]