It was impossible not to get caught up in the story, smiling as he resumed washing away the the last of the blood and dirt. Alec had no sense of fashion, even less an idea of what sorts of hats a woman like Magnus would wear, but the descriptions of the feathers were enough for him to understand why Ragnor would twitch over it. Although setting it - and a boat - on fire wasn't appropriate behavior.
He heard her rummaging for something but assumed it was for more linens until she poked her head around the screen... with a brightly colored peacock nesting in her hair. At least that's what it looked like, if peacocks wore lace and jewelry.
Stifling a yelp, he stared first at the stuffed bird, then at Magnus, not even thinking of the fact that she would see him while he bathed. "I - It is perfect." For giving Ragnor fits. He wasn't sure what else it would be perfect for... or why someone had made it in the first place.
"I'll still make the vow, Magnus. I don't want your crew worrying because of me." The thought saddened him, but he understood. He'd read enough history to know how nephilim had treated Downworlders in the past. "I know my ancestors used to look for the slightest excuse to kill a Downworlder." He'd never been the type, but the crew didn't know that. They had no reason to trust him.
Closing his eyes as he tipped his head back against the lip of the tub, Alec considered her description of the battle and her past, not believing that the situation could be explained so simply. "If you hadn't acted in an unacceptable manner, I'd be dead." It was simple and blunt, but it was also the truth. The mention of the Silent Brothers along with the death of her stepfather caused him to pause. "Why did you kill him?"
It didn't sound like it was murder, even if she'd omitted enough details for it to sound suspicious. He couldn't believe that she had done it on purpose... at least not without reason.
Turning his head, he tried to catch her gaze, giving her a small smile that he doubted she could see. "I'm rather attached too." Which might have been why he didn't protest when she moved closer, eyes closed so not even a hint of bright gold showed beneath her lashes. Alec remained still, waiting to see what she was trying to do, not wanting to disturb her when she was focusing on keeping her direction. A flush warmed his skin as she caught his head between her hands and her lips brushed against his hair.
A strange impulse that he'd never had before accompanied his blush and he gently caught her wrists, holding her still so she wouldn't overbalance into the tub. Shifting slightly, he tipped his head up, placing a soft kiss to her lips. "Thank you for letting me stay."
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He heard her rummaging for something but assumed it was for more linens until she poked her head around the screen... with a brightly colored peacock nesting in her hair. At least that's what it looked like, if peacocks wore lace and jewelry.
Stifling a yelp, he stared first at the stuffed bird, then at Magnus, not even thinking of the fact that she would see him while he bathed. "I - It is perfect." For giving Ragnor fits. He wasn't sure what else it would be perfect for... or why someone had made it in the first place.
"I'll still make the vow, Magnus. I don't want your crew worrying because of me." The thought saddened him, but he understood. He'd read enough history to know how nephilim had treated Downworlders in the past. "I know my ancestors used to look for the slightest excuse to kill a Downworlder." He'd never been the type, but the crew didn't know that. They had no reason to trust him.
Closing his eyes as he tipped his head back against the lip of the tub, Alec considered her description of the battle and her past, not believing that the situation could be explained so simply. "If you hadn't acted in an unacceptable manner, I'd be dead." It was simple and blunt, but it was also the truth. The mention of the Silent Brothers along with the death of her stepfather caused him to pause. "Why did you kill him?"
It didn't sound like it was murder, even if she'd omitted enough details for it to sound suspicious. He couldn't believe that she had done it on purpose... at least not without reason.
Turning his head, he tried to catch her gaze, giving her a small smile that he doubted she could see. "I'm rather attached too." Which might have been why he didn't protest when she moved closer, eyes closed so not even a hint of bright gold showed beneath her lashes. Alec remained still, waiting to see what she was trying to do, not wanting to disturb her when she was focusing on keeping her direction. A flush warmed his skin as she caught his head between her hands and her lips brushed against his hair.
A strange impulse that he'd never had before accompanied his blush and he gently caught her wrists, holding her still so she wouldn't overbalance into the tub. Shifting slightly, he tipped his head up, placing a soft kiss to her lips. "Thank you for letting me stay."