[That’s how he gets you: He’s a twat, but will do anything to help others, so it’s hard to hate him entirely.
Cam stands, eyebrows knitted and corners of his mouth turned up into a nervous grin while Red gives him a one-over. He waits as Red pulls out her phone, standing up on his tiptoes to get a glimpse at the response, but no dice, so he rocks back on his heels, crossing his arms over his chest as he waits.
Eventually his patience is rewarded with a sternly worded message. He leans down a little to read it, keeping his arms crossed over his chest. He takes a little longer than normal, but it’s hard to tell if it’s because he’s unaccustomed to communicating through written word, or just a continuation of their silent feud. His expression flickers as his eyes go between the words and Red’s face, then back again. Finally, he stands up straight, taking a deep breath through his nose, and the smile reappears, though it’s a little forced.]
My lady, [I hate Cam.] I was only looking for safe passage into the city. I don’t plan on dressing up as your brother again any time soon.
[Considering he just got blasted out of the air, and trudged through a bog full of bodies, he really hopes there won’t be a ‘next time’.]
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Cam stands, eyebrows knitted and corners of his mouth turned up into a nervous grin while Red gives him a one-over. He waits as Red pulls out her phone, standing up on his tiptoes to get a glimpse at the response, but no dice, so he rocks back on his heels, crossing his arms over his chest as he waits.
Eventually his patience is rewarded with a sternly worded message. He leans down a little to read it, keeping his arms crossed over his chest. He takes a little longer than normal, but it’s hard to tell if it’s because he’s unaccustomed to communicating through written word, or just a continuation of their silent feud. His expression flickers as his eyes go between the words and Red’s face, then back again. Finally, he stands up straight, taking a deep breath through his nose, and the smile reappears, though it’s a little forced.]
My lady, [
I hate Cam.] I was only looking for safe passage into the city. I don’t plan on dressing up as your brother again any time soon.[Considering he just got blasted out of the air, and trudged through a bog full of bodies, he really hopes there won’t be a ‘next time’.]