greetings to you donni dear.
greetings Miss ellie
Fables
Though she doesn't attempt to resist her natural draw to watching Echo, she's interested enough in both their conversation and your reaction that she keeps glancing back over to you. When you seem momentarily unsettled at the flicker of his hologram and the mechanical arm that drops off your drink and then when you take up the iPod. Only from listening to Echo does she know what it is. Otherwise, she'd be clueless. Your reaction multiplies her affection for him, the idea that it's so special and precious to you, that he thought to give it to you. It also warms her to you, that you are so endlessly gracious. It's beautiful.Wide blue eyes hold to yours, to your face, as you connect over their mutual adjustment. Fingers reach over and give your hand a squeeze.
We probably should help Locke adjust too, for all he's pretending to manage it well.
There's something there, something she became even more aware of on their little foray out onto the edges of the desert. But it's followed with a little laugh as you mention working on Irvine.
He's softening a little. At least about Echo.
Or, at least he was that night they met out in the desert.
You give her an apologetic look and she tones down her fury a bit. It was necessary, but... still, she'd kill that woman a hundred times over. Despite her career, that sort of anger and resentment, that deep-seated need to cause pain... they're not familiar to her, not things she feels frequently. Even getting revenge on the men who seriously hurt her on a misison was something she was more than willing to let Echo do.
I'm almost certain they'd meet with you without us there, but we can be, if it'll help.
A small nod then. She'll let them know about your need for security, the details of your needs. Or Echo will.
Lifting her glass, she takes a slow, long sip, hoping it'll dissipate the tension that comes from talking about not only Paz, but herself in this way. Another moment where it feels like a lot, not overwhelming, but intense.
I... will try. I want to, but... it's not easy for me. I've been given a lot of reasons not to... talk about myself, reveal things to people. They're... not easily overcome, those instincts.
Even her drawn-out sentences are not like her, though Echo Fenix will likely notice more than you will. But your next request is more for Echo than her anyway, so she turns to him. You want to be safe and have a measure of freedom, which seems relatively reasonable. Only relatively because it's Night City.
Echo Fenix
At your mention of Juliette, she'd stretched out her leg to rest against yours, but nothing more. Just her presence, the comfort they find from each other. A comfort that she's going to need too, depending on the twists and turns this conversation takes.
While she's proud to make your cheeks darken even a fraction, it doesn't give her the same kind of thrill she thinks you get from making her blush. You do have a beautiful voice. And equally attractive dance moves.
For her, it's not the monetary value, but that you thought to bring it to her bisabuela as a gift. You've endeared yourself to her all over again with this gift, this thoughtfulness. Some small part of her hopes that it might sway Irvine in your favor too, if only slightly.
.:I know, baby.:.
Wait. Your stripping songs are on there? It's for the best she doesn't know it. She doesn't want to think about her great-grandmother listening to those songs.
At the brush to her cheek, she tips into it, but only for a second, not wanting to make Kristen Locke uncomfortable, even if not for the reason you initially weren't going to kiss her cheek. But her fingers squeeze yours tightly, then settle into the hold.
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Outside
"Thank you," she smiles at you as you pull out her chair and she stands.She gives you a look as if to warn you not to object, and she draws the cash from her pocket to put it on the table. She knows you paid, but she insists on putting something down for the tip, at least.
She ought to have brought her jacket as well, but it's in her car hiding her multiple bags which she has stashed discretely on the floor where no thieves would ever think to look. At least if someone wants to break into her car, they don't know what they're going to get.
She reaches out to pick up the H of her Honda emblem and the rose, and then you hold out your arm and she tucks her hand at the crook, not even hiding the fact that she gives it a squeeze, "God, you're thick."
She'll walk with you to her car and, once she's in, she'll pull out her phone and fire off a message to Caroline.
::Am I going home or to your place? Panties and gelato?::
And then, once you're out of sight, a message to you.
::Thanks for tonight. A mistake worth repeating.::
And from that retro vault in Mei's jukebox of head:
She's gonna Accentuate the Positive
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