Viderae...

Also you wouldn't be great with a shie- ( Stopping dead in her ramble. Ah. So that's what this was about. )

That's not happening to you again.

it hard for you to really get the bend you need to even DRAW a greatsword, so once again. No.

( Aaaand she's going to continue yapping. You accidentally unlocked the one thing she could talk about forever. )

What it felt like ?
To hold a sword ?
( Rubbing her brow, gods help this man. )

Right. First of all you're NOT a two handed user even if you tried to be, you'd be a short sword or a rapier handler. You move quickly, so you need something that reflects that.

Also The metal arm would make --

( OW- Stupid man forgets they BOTH HAVE SENSITIVE EARS )

IDIOT-

( Freezing like a frightened cat )

Ren what the FUCK are you doing

Every day I see a wanted poster for my stupid fucking idiot boyfriend and I am reminded he is literally a runaway.

I TOOK IN A GODDAMN STRAY. FUCK!

( what the fuck )

Oh really? I hadn’t noticed.

( startles like a cat )

Tymora’s Tits-!

Hello

I’m done being angry I want to be loved now.

She hadn't complained, but she hadn't exactly reciprocated much. Not in proper way anyhow. The elf paused her hands halfway through his hair and bit down on her tongue. She was mentally kicking her own ass in the silence.

" Ren. I... Shit, I haven't been very good at this whole thing. "

Echo carefully de-tangled his hair a bit with each pass, frowning at him. " Why are you apologizing ? "

It took far too long for her to even begin to piece together why the hell he felt the need to say anything about it. She hadn't complained yet ?

And that's when it hit her. ++

You look like a kicked dog.

( looking down at him. The Echo is not immune to the wet animal stare. )

Tymora's Tits.

( Dropping the back of her hand onto his forehead. ) You're not ill. ( aaand the hair is going up and back through his hair )

Why do you look like a kicked dog ?

( FUCK. )

Wh- What are you doing. Stop That. What is that ?

( Dragging her hand over her face and getting up to walk up behind him. )

Quit that. I get chest pains when you do that.

( Don't do it. Don't look over. Don't- )

Something the matter ?

( dammit )

You know this is incredibly inconvie- Oh what the hell ever.
( Slowing the grindstone to a stop and putting her sword down. He is actually more important than her sword right now... )

You do know my father is going to kill you if you call me that around him, right ?

( Still very much not used to that )

Hi... ? Did you hit your head ?

( Obnoxiously loud grindstone sounds )

I'M LITERALLY RIGHT HERE

( Leaning back over a log until her back cracks )

( she’s absolutely going to be thinking about the implications of that one for the foreseeable future )

Wife……….

Bastard. ( crossing her arms and pouting. )

( she will not admit that she was in fact the fool this time are you KIDDING ? )

Don't give me a reason to !

( Fucking staring at him )

I was about to sick my uncle on you don't- (smacking his shoulder ) DON'T do that to me

( Give her like, 6 seconds to recover from THAT )

Oh- Oh you meant-

OH.

YOU'RE FUCKING MARRIED !? ( Echo......... )

him to ‘knock that shit off’, the fighter tugged on the bundle of hair in her hand.

“ Oh really now? “

“ Tch, I suppose that’s fair. “

Echo ran her fingers through his hair once more just to make a point before she actually started gathering it in her hands to tie up.

And then the dumbass had to go and open his mouth again, immediately putting a hitch in her breath. In a silent way of telling ++

Aww, poor wizard-

( She’s making fun of him for all of three seconds before removing one hand to reach around and take his hair ribbon. )

I almost think I prefer your hair down.

( casually coming up behind him and immediately threading her fingers into his hair. )

Need some help there pretty boy?

( rolling her eyes. This fucking guy ) Come on you, before I walk off without you

You're a terrible flirt, and an even worse liar, you know that ?