[ He attempts to look serious as he says what he says, but there is a twinkle in his eye that he just cannot escape from. Also, his voice lilts and teases a joke underneath all the words. ]
[ The skepticism is still heavy on his face, but the damage that can be done by trusting someone to get into his physical space seems minimal right now, especially given he'd...
He'd already let some people well into that earlier into his stay anyway.
With a sigh, his ear presses back, flatter against his head even as he leans in, a silent relent to the request. ]
[ It took a bit of time but he was able to get what he wanted.
Leaning forward, he brings his mouth close to his ear. All that trust in me - well, I feel a little bad. His smile widens. Even if he feels bad, it's just a drop of pure water in a lake of sludge. ]
You're cute. Meow! [ Is what he ends up whispering. ]
[ Trust isn't the exact word Broca would use for his decision to let the man whisper into his ear, but he still manages to feel disappointed by the results. His expectations had been low, but he'd at least been hoping to hear some information or suspicions about their situation that might be useful.
Instead...
Broca's sigh is heavy as his hand shoots up to make a grab at the back of Levy's neck. If he moves quickly he can dodge out of the way despite the current close proximity. ]
He doesn't jerk out of the way of the hand. Rarely does he ever dodge since it's a situation where the other person would end up suffering for it. But he forgets - his abilities have been on the fritz. So, he doesn't get the enjoyment of seeing Broca respond to feeling like he's being grabbed by the back of the neck, too. ]
[ Almost a shame, because with all the neck grabbing Broca has been doing lately, he'd deserve a taste of his own medicine. Instead he's going to give Levy a small shake, just little bitty one, in response to that question. ]
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[ He attempts to look serious as he says what he says, but there is a twinkle in his eye that he just cannot escape from. Also, his voice lilts and teases a joke underneath all the words. ]
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He'd already let some people well into that earlier into his stay anyway.
With a sigh, his ear presses back, flatter against his head even as he leans in, a silent relent to the request. ]
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Leaning forward, he brings his mouth close to his ear. All that trust in me - well, I feel a little bad. His smile widens. Even if he feels bad, it's just a drop of pure water in a lake of sludge. ]
You're cute. Meow! [ Is what he ends up whispering. ]
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Instead...
Broca's sigh is heavy as his hand shoots up to make a grab at the back of Levy's neck. If he moves quickly he can dodge out of the way despite the current close proximity. ]
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He doesn't jerk out of the way of the hand. Rarely does he ever dodge since it's a situation where the other person would end up suffering for it. But he forgets - his abilities have been on the fritz. So, he doesn't get the enjoyment of seeing Broca respond to feeling like he's being grabbed by the back of the neck, too. ]
Aw... [ He laments. ] You didn't like my secret?
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Stop screwing around with me.
[ So the answer is: no, apparently he did not. ]
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[ He blinks at him - trying to look as innocent as he can. ]
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Which is to say he's physically shoving Levy away from him right now. ]
No.
[ No... what? No he's not cute? "No" like you're telling a ill-behaving dog no? Maybe a little bit of both right now. ]
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[ And he makes a face about being shoved away.
Lifting his head up, it looks like he might break down into tears. ]
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Actually, that's not entirely true, he still looks kind of agitated, so his expression is less stony than usual. ]
You don't need to call me anything.