Harrow, she thinks, will probably never stop trying to make up for seventeen bad years on the Ninth; for before Canaan House, before Milliways. And Gideon doesn't mind, exactly: but Harrow's defining characteristic is trying too hard and honestly, she doesn't have to, with this. It turns out Gideon is an extremely easy lay.
Case in point: her hand resting flat and comfortable on the collection of knobs and bones that is her necromancer and just really not giving a shit what case Harrow comes in.
She wants Harrow. And Harrow wants her. Easy.
"You don't need to wrap yourself up in something you don't like, just for me," Gideon says, gently. Honestly, neither of them are very practiced at gift-giving, even (maybe especially?) when the gift in question is themselves.
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Date: 2020-11-09 10:58 pm (UTC)Case in point: her hand resting flat and comfortable on the collection of knobs and bones that is her necromancer and just really not giving a shit what case Harrow comes in.
She wants Harrow. And Harrow wants her. Easy.
"You don't need to wrap yourself up in something you don't like, just for me," Gideon says, gently. Honestly, neither of them are very practiced at gift-giving, even (maybe especially?) when the gift in question is themselves.
"I like it because I like you."