09.Jan.20, 01:32 PM
Well a laugh was good. Generally. This one didn't feel like he was mocking her at least, just teasing a little perhaps, but Cazan was still a bundle of nerves and wasn't willing to just trust that meant everything was okay. Hopefully it meant everything wasn't terrible at least. He didn't hate her. He was going to keep her secret. And sure he could tease her over slapping her with his dick now, or the fact that she'd still had that dick in her mouth afterwards, or the fact that she was a light weight when it came to drinking, but it wasn't that bad right?
"Yeah, I am a bit of a light...wait..." her voice trailed off for a moment in confusion as she stared at T'ryn. Wait. What? She was fairly certain she had misheard him, or misunderstood. Dates from now on implied future dates. More dates, in the future. That they have. Dates they had from now on between T'ryn and herself. So did that mean he wanted to date her? Or that he just didn't hate her enough to remove that as a possible outcome in the distant future?
His confession was enough to prod her mind back into movement instead of stalling and stumbling over a single thought. Out of habit Cazan slipped back into the more masculine version of her voice as she said, "I'm glad you liked it." She caught herself, cleared her throat and tried again with her normal voice. (But was it really her normal voice if she didn't use it as much some days? She shoved the thought out of her head because she had no more bandwidth to spare.) "Sorry, habit. I guess I'm glad you were thinking of Caz-- me. When I was... I'm sorry, did you say dates from now on? Are we doing those? Because I think I would like that. If you wanted to. But it's okay if you don't. I just... I don't know if I misheard..." She so desperately wished that this would end. Not T'ryn's presence, just the awkwardness surrounding it. Maybe she should just try to kiss him. Maybe she should finally eat something. She definitely knew she didn't want a drink.
"Yeah, I am a bit of a light...wait..." her voice trailed off for a moment in confusion as she stared at T'ryn. Wait. What? She was fairly certain she had misheard him, or misunderstood. Dates from now on implied future dates. More dates, in the future. That they have. Dates they had from now on between T'ryn and herself. So did that mean he wanted to date her? Or that he just didn't hate her enough to remove that as a possible outcome in the distant future?
His confession was enough to prod her mind back into movement instead of stalling and stumbling over a single thought. Out of habit Cazan slipped back into the more masculine version of her voice as she said, "I'm glad you liked it." She caught herself, cleared her throat and tried again with her normal voice. (But was it really her normal voice if she didn't use it as much some days? She shoved the thought out of her head because she had no more bandwidth to spare.) "Sorry, habit. I guess I'm glad you were thinking of Caz-- me. When I was... I'm sorry, did you say dates from now on? Are we doing those? Because I think I would like that. If you wanted to. But it's okay if you don't. I just... I don't know if I misheard..." She so desperately wished that this would end. Not T'ryn's presence, just the awkwardness surrounding it. Maybe she should just try to kiss him. Maybe she should finally eat something. She definitely knew she didn't want a drink.