[His back ends up pressed against the cool steel of the wall, and though his expression shifts slightly, his lips set into a thin, hard line, he remains calm throughout her demonstration. It's largely painless, if uncomfortable, but he still feels some degree of relief when she eases up on his windpipe. Though not concerned that she might actually make an example of him, he doesn't say as much. Clearly, the lady would like to prove a point. Once free, he straightens and brushes his hands off against each other, tugging at his shirtcuffs to straighten them.]
I have. More times than I care to count. Sometimes personal, sometimes not. [His tone is casual, cavalier, despite the fact that her question immediately brings Dr. Cid to mind. A painful memory, at best.]
I'm not surprised to hear that you have, as well, if that's where this is leading. Just because I don't fear you doesn't mean I don't believe you're a woman to be feared. I've seen enough evidence to the contrary. A man would have to be off his rocker to cross you intentionally, love.
*fans self*
Date: 2011-05-03 04:57 pm (UTC)I have. More times than I care to count. Sometimes personal, sometimes not. [His tone is casual, cavalier, despite the fact that her question immediately brings Dr. Cid to mind. A painful memory, at best.]
I'm not surprised to hear that you have, as well, if that's where this is leading. Just because I don't fear you doesn't mean I don't believe you're a woman to be feared. I've seen enough evidence to the contrary. A man would have to be off his rocker to cross you intentionally, love.