[Despite the teasing, Erik is not good at this. He's gotten better, to be sure, which is abundantly clear in the absence of him snapping that she hardly knows him. As proud a man as he is, he's not very used to praise. At least he no longer brushes it off.
Lifting one hand to settle over hers on his chest, he smiles at her. It's a touch crooked.]
Are you certain? Maybe I'm a devil in disguise. [There is the faintest sour note in the word devil. Those were accusations he grew up with, after all: some things are hard to achieve appropriate distance from.]
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Date: 2013-12-19 02:54 pm (UTC)From:Lifting one hand to settle over hers on his chest, he smiles at her. It's a touch crooked.]
Are you certain? Maybe I'm a devil in disguise. [There is the faintest sour note in the word devil. Those were accusations he grew up with, after all: some things are hard to achieve appropriate distance from.]