( he arches an eyebrow before his expression falls into something akin to his usual placid indifference. she’s needling him because she’s rattled, he thinks, nervous of this new place and its new people, feeling like she doesn’t belong.
that and perhaps she just enjoys getting a rise out of him. )
Are you saying I’m filthy? ( he deadpans. he has been called a lot of things in his life, many of them far from favorable, but that’s certainly new. there’s also the underlying implication, not quite an innuendo but near enough if you squint and tilt your head.
gnawing on a creampuff that’s mercifully lacking in insects, kylo’s expression doesn’t shift as she mentions the excess of downtime, though she must know what he’s thinking. he doesn’t want to seem desperate. )
no subject
that and perhaps she just enjoys getting a rise out of him. )
Are you saying I’m filthy? ( he deadpans. he has been called a lot of things in his life, many of them far from favorable, but that’s certainly new. there’s also the underlying implication, not quite an innuendo but near enough if you squint and tilt your head.
gnawing on a creampuff that’s mercifully lacking in insects, kylo’s expression doesn’t shift as she mentions the excess of downtime, though she must know what he’s thinking. he doesn’t want to seem desperate. )