[ Hmm. Hmmm. With one arm around Molly he uses his others to rake through his own hair, the heel of a hand rubbing at his eyes as he thinks of how little he likes lying to him nowadays. Or more omitting the truth. It's not like it used to be when they would just snark and bitch at each other (well, it is), there's more to the concept of hurting Molly now than there used to be and Fjord senses that not being honest is going to bite him in the ass in the future.
After a long moment of silence, he sighs. ]
Okay, then because it's so easy, do you think ... [ He needs to phrase this right. ] Would you be open to adjusting your tattoos, maybe?
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After a long moment of silence, he sighs. ]
Okay, then because it's so easy, do you think ... [ He needs to phrase this right. ] Would you be open to adjusting your tattoos, maybe?