Jager simply rolled his eyes beforeclosing them. He'd stretch out on the bed with both arms and legs crossed, uncaring of what became of the two by the door. Leila, as heated as she was, was liable to rush the damn runner and tear her down for robbing her of a well paid night. At least most of it was about the money, there was that bit about wanting to spend time with Jager, but he or she wouldn't elaborate.
“Just get it yourself, you lazyscab.†He yawns.
His scalp itched and he knew damn wellwhy; it enraged him to think about it, too. So he wouldn't. He wouldn't even scratch the damn thing, maybe instead he'd just cut the hair and kill them all off. Or, maybe he'd just shave the woman bald, instead. Maybe prevent her from getting them again. Either way, he takes up the right side of the bed and seems content enough with that.
“What happens if this plan doesn'twork?†He is so casually dismissive of all that has happened tonight. At least on the surface.
“Just get it yourself, you lazyscab.†He yawns.
His scalp itched and he knew damn wellwhy; it enraged him to think about it, too. So he wouldn't. He wouldn't even scratch the damn thing, maybe instead he'd just cut the hair and kill them all off. Or, maybe he'd just shave the woman bald, instead. Maybe prevent her from getting them again. Either way, he takes up the right side of the bed and seems content enough with that.
“What happens if this plan doesn'twork?†He is so casually dismissive of all that has happened tonight. At least on the surface.
Jager Si'kaie
But it costs me nothing to kill you~
