Oh Saints you do understand. That is exactly what it felt like for a minute.
[ And since she knows Jesper, she knows that it would unsettle him, throw him. He's gone all this time without special attention from Kaz, although there has been. He's his second, there is trust and affection between them, but it's different when there's an undercurrent of flirting. ]
[A light tease lobbed his way- a break in that blink of something chest-tight and anxious. She doesn't have to wonder if he'll pick up on it, because he's him.
There is no diminishing his experience, here, though: She doesn't flip it around as a holier-than-thou sort of move, only as a perspective to hold up against his own.
The way Kaz cares for people is always specific and tailored. His attention to detail, no matter how small or throwaway a comment might be in the moment of a conversation, makes the whole thing more intense.]
[Her words come in slow pieces, not an overwhelming onslaught all at once.]
I don't know if I'd call us..."a thing", really. I mean... there's definitely SOMEthing.
Possibility. Potential. If he ever gets his head out of his arse.
But classifying it- us- as "a thing" seems far more defined than how it ever really feels with him.
[There's a pause and an amused huff that's expressed where he can't see it.]
But we've had this conversation, Jesper. It's no different now than it was then.
I've fully accepted that we've both chosen him, in our own ways, for our own reasons, but let's be honest: Neither one of us owns any piece of Kaz Brekker that he didn't already want us to have in our hands to begin with.
He says he's serious, but seems worried he'll lose us if it goes wrong. Which I promised wouldn't happen.
I mean he passes out from a kiss so it's not like we're talking about anything physically serious. But it's not as if I don't love you both already. Maybe just understanding that is something?
To be fair, we did arguably 'leave.' Me with Wylan, you with the ship. He can intellectually understand why we did it and still feel left.
That's fine by me. I told him to think about it. It's not as if anything really has to change outside of acknowledging we all love each other, you know?
[Of course he knew. He wouldn't have let her go so easily if he'd thought otherwise would he?]
True. I don't think it would, really. Change much, I mean. We're already sort of...a unit, and an assumed package deal, aren't we? You pick one Crow, you get the flock.
For the record, I've also thought about you that way, but I didn't want to make you uncomfortable. Considering what you've been through.
[ He means considering what she used to do. Being a sex slave must give her a complicated relationship with everything, and Jesper being Jesper, he would never do anything to hurt her. He never wants to be seen as her former customers.]
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[ And since she knows Jesper, she knows that it would unsettle him, throw him. He's gone all this time without special attention from Kaz, although there has been. He's his second, there is trust and affection between them, but it's different when there's an undercurrent of flirting. ]
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Now, imagine being me.
[A light tease lobbed his way- a break in that blink of something chest-tight and anxious. She doesn't have to wonder if he'll pick up on it, because he's him.
There is no diminishing his experience, here, though: She doesn't flip it around as a holier-than-thou sort of move, only as a perspective to hold up against his own.
The way Kaz cares for people is always specific and tailored. His attention to detail, no matter how small or throwaway a comment might be in the moment of a conversation, makes the whole thing more intense.]
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Possibility. Potential. If he ever gets his head out of his arse.
But classifying it- us- as "a thing" seems far more defined than how it ever really feels with him.
[There's a pause and an amused huff that's expressed where he can't see it.]
I've fully accepted that we've both chosen him, in our own ways, for our own reasons, but let's be honest: Neither one of us owns any piece of Kaz Brekker that he didn't already want us to have in our hands to begin with.
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I mean he passes out from a kiss so it's not like we're talking about anything physically serious. But it's not as if I don't love you both already. Maybe just understanding that is something?
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[Inej especially, has had plenty of points that she could had left, but she hadn't. Hasn't. Won't.]
[No judgement!]
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That's fine by me. I told him to think about it. It's not as if anything really has to change outside of acknowledging we all love each other, you know?
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[Of course he knew. He wouldn't have let her go so easily if he'd thought otherwise would he?]
Change much, I mean.
We're already sort of...a unit, and an assumed package deal, aren't we? You pick one Crow, you get the flock.
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Exactly. It's us, no matter what. Although if this means I get to flirt with Kaz with intent, then I'm glad for the slight addition.
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To firmly answer your earlier question, if it wasn't clear from the result conversation: It doesn't bother me.
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I'm glad, you know I would never do anything to hurt you.
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I'd never doubt it. I trust you, Jesper. Implicitly.
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[ He means considering what she used to do. Being a sex slave must give her a complicated relationship with everything, and Jesper being Jesper, he would never do anything to hurt her. He never wants to be seen as her former customers.]
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