[ Kaz sees her. She is all he sees, and it's got nothing to do with this place or what he's told her to do. She was all that he thought about last night and she's all he'll be thinking about tomorrow. Not his Wraith, but Inej Ghafa.
The demonstration lures him closer. When he'd walked in, he'd fully intended on standing with his back pressed against the wall, as far as he could be from her without leaving the room. Instead, he stands at the end of the bed, poised like he might climb into it, though the prospect gives him the same feeling as standing at the edge of a roof and contemplating the jump.
His lips part in wonder as he watches her, his breath shuddering. His dim imagination never provided him with a picture as vivid as this, though now that he's seen her this way, he's sure it'll never leave him.
And all that still isn't enough to push him forward. He can't even pretend to be the man she's talking about, can't envision the way it would feel to put his hand there, on her. ]
That's how you like it?
[ A raspy whisper. How ridiculous of him, to be this jealous of her fantasy of him. ]
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The demonstration lures him closer. When he'd walked in, he'd fully intended on standing with his back pressed against the wall, as far as he could be from her without leaving the room. Instead, he stands at the end of the bed, poised like he might climb into it, though the prospect gives him the same feeling as standing at the edge of a roof and contemplating the jump.
His lips part in wonder as he watches her, his breath shuddering. His dim imagination never provided him with a picture as vivid as this, though now that he's seen her this way, he's sure it'll never leave him.
And all that still isn't enough to push him forward. He can't even pretend to be the man she's talking about, can't envision the way it would feel to put his hand there, on her. ]
That's how you like it?
[ A raspy whisper. How ridiculous of him, to be this jealous of her fantasy of him. ]
Is it a soft touch? Or is he greedy?