"Or something." New York wasn't the sort of place to go around proclaiming great mage status, to flash his medallion. It wasn't even the place to let the tattoos covering his arms, fingertips to shoulders, draw attention to themselves and it had taken a good amount of practice to keep them from responding to his every thought and feeling. They did still move, but they were less obvious than they had been when they were new.
His instinct when she invited him out said to tell her that he didn't drink, but Briar wasn't some bleat-brained kid anymore. He'd been around long enough to know that grab a drink didn't actually require drinks and was more about an excuse to spend some time together, get to know each other. Which he'd never thought was necessary, why not just come out and say it? But Briar had never tended toward dancing around what he wanted.
He could play the game, though. He knew the game. He liked to think he was pretty good at the game.
"I might if you tell me your name first," he said instead with a quick smile, snapping his book closed and setting it on the bench between them.
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Date: 2022-07-05 09:08 pm (UTC)His instinct when she invited him out said to tell her that he didn't drink, but Briar wasn't some bleat-brained kid anymore. He'd been around long enough to know that grab a drink didn't actually require drinks and was more about an excuse to spend some time together, get to know each other. Which he'd never thought was necessary, why not just come out and say it? But Briar had never tended toward dancing around what he wanted.
He could play the game, though. He knew the game. He liked to think he was pretty good at the game.
"I might if you tell me your name first," he said instead with a quick smile, snapping his book closed and setting it on the bench between them.