[ Whoa--suddenly Hawke is up near his face again, before he has a chance to react. Not that he would put him much of a fight. If she wants to move, who is he to stop her? And besides, it's... strangely pleasant whenever her lips brush against his skin.
He rumbles softly. ]
It is your choice. But I.
[ He has to stop and gather his thoughts, as he usually does when forced to consider his own opinion. ]
no subject
He rumbles softly. ]
It is your choice. But I.
[ He has to stop and gather his thoughts, as he usually does when forced to consider his own opinion. ]
I would not be upset at such an offer.