Noh-Varr ignores the queasy way his stomach feels just thinking about the implication--ew, ew, ew, ew, gross, nasty, etc etc--and also the way Vriska is cracking up over it, which makes him smile involuntarily. He's glad for the way Garrus' talons brush his hair; it makes him lean in. ]
This is a detail-free zone, I'll have you all know. [ Glancing back at the turian, dryly: ] There weren't any of that particular call, anyway. [ Just. You know. Making sure that's clear. He snorts at Vriska, head tilting in clear disbelief. ]
Have you met yourselves? There's nothing malleable about people as stubborn as the both of you.
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Noh-Varr ignores the queasy way his stomach feels just thinking about the implication--ew, ew, ew, ew, gross, nasty, etc etc--and also the way Vriska is cracking up over it, which makes him smile involuntarily. He's glad for the way Garrus' talons brush his hair; it makes him lean in. ]
This is a detail-free zone, I'll have you all know. [ Glancing back at the turian, dryly: ] There weren't any of that particular call, anyway. [ Just. You know. Making sure that's clear. He snorts at Vriska, head tilting in clear disbelief. ]
Have you met yourselves? There's nothing malleable about people as stubborn as the both of you.