Victor hears the teenage defiance in Kavinsky's voice, the way he handles The System in the same way that adolescent rebellion has such a strong link with the idea of sticking it to the man, but the man back in their very similar Earths is not running an urban caste fuck prison with methods of mental and sexual conversion.
He smiles with faint, dark amusement at the comment about adjustment--there's nothing he can argue with on that point because it's true, there is an adjustment period for everyone and Victor's personal version of that has been grappling with how to handle a three-times-a-month sex quota with almost no sex drive to speak of. He makes it work though.
And his adjustment period has also involved getting used to hearing the kinds of offers that Kavinsky is makes now, but in this case Victor can't help but smirk a little behind his glass.
"Perhaps some other time," he says simply, draining the remaining liquid from his tumbler. "I'm not sure I want to play with mind poprocks tonight."
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Victor hears the teenage defiance in Kavinsky's voice, the way he handles The System in the same way that adolescent rebellion has such a strong link with the idea of sticking it to the man, but the man back in their very similar Earths is not running an urban caste fuck prison with methods of mental and sexual conversion.
He smiles with faint, dark amusement at the comment about adjustment--there's nothing he can argue with on that point because it's true, there is an adjustment period for everyone and Victor's personal version of that has been grappling with how to handle a three-times-a-month sex quota with almost no sex drive to speak of. He makes it work though.
And his adjustment period has also involved getting used to hearing the kinds of offers that Kavinsky is makes now, but in this case Victor can't help but smirk a little behind his glass.
"Perhaps some other time," he says simply, draining the remaining liquid from his tumbler. "I'm not sure I want to play with mind poprocks tonight."