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“Maybe I am… But just a little.” she shrugged. “I am still trying to be nice friend to you.”
“Maybe I am… But just a little.” she shrugged. “I am still trying to be nice friend to you.”
"I can tell and I appreciate that. I just hope I'm not talking you ear off. That tends to be a habit of mine."
“Well, after traveling alone for… however long you have been, I can understand.” she smiled. “Also, I don't mind. It's nice to have someone to really talk with instead of just small talk.”
"I can imagine. Having the same conversations every day much get tiring. Like having a script you read from."
“Yes. Very much like reading a script.” she nodded empathetically. “The only break I got was listening to the adventurers tell stories. But honestly, even that can get a little repetitive.”
"There's only so many kinds of stories you hear when you're in the same place for years. Only a certain type of people come by."
“True.” she nodded. “I guess I never really thought about it much but that is true. We rarely got particularly rowdy customers or troublemakers. A couple of rouges or scoundrels though.” she smirked up at him.
"No, not possible, I can't imagine." Rodney laughed, his voice coated in fake shock and surprise.
“Oh, yes you can. You came in after all.” Charlotte laughed at his response. It was just too much fun teasing him like this. She would never be mean about it… Or at least, never planned to be mean but who knows what they could say to each other in anger if they ever got into a fight.
"No, how could you think low of me? Charlotte dear, I can't be that bad if you agreed to come with me." He pretended to be hurt, unable to stop smiling.
“Who said I did? I actually enjoyed meeting rouges and scoundrels at the inn. It seemed they had some of the more interesting stories.” she smiled back. “Not to mention their dramatics.”
"Ah yes, the best stories come from the worst people. Simply because they've been through the most things to talk about."
Charlotte raised a brow and looked up at him in concern. “Who says you're the worst people? I mean, I think you're very interesting and I won't argue what you've been through… But you're not “the worst” anything.”
"If only society said the same thing. For some reason, the most traveled people are labeled as the wildest."
“That doesn't make you the worst. Being wild isn't a bad thing.” she defended. “Like you said, you're nomadic. You want to see the world and get answers. That's more than I can say for most scholars who just have their nose in a book all the time.”
"I suppose that's true. But for some reason going out and exploring the world makes you different. And society doesn't like different. Sad but we deal with it."
“Well… That's true, unfortunately.” she nodded slowly. “It's not fair but it is true.”
"Not all that is right is fair and not all that is fair is right. It's a phrase I've learned to live by out here. It's one of the best pick me ups I've got."
Charlotte hummed but nodded, interested in the phrase. “It is a very good one. Thoughtful and thought-provoking. You're very creative and intelligent in addition to your charm.” she smiled at him.
"It's part of my appeal, what can I say. It's how I get in so much trouble with men of stature, all their ladies get bored of them and when I stroll in then they just want more. I always refuse, mind you, but somehow I'm always the bad guy."
“Oh! So, that's the trouble you got into back in town.” she realized. “Well, hopefully having me around will dissuade some of the other women.”
"Maybe, we'll see. I'm hoping it does, it gets so annoying having to reject all these already taken women and then still getting in trouble because of it. I don't understand how that's my fault."
“At least you're doing the right and honorable thing by rejecting them. Some women just go looking for trouble and others are just trouble on their own.” she shrugged.
"That's very true. I just don't want to be the reason some woman gets in trouble with her husband. Yet they throw me to the wolves instead. Such is life."
Charlotte nodded slightly. “Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned. Even if it's their fault and you are in the right.”
"My point exactly. Life always blames the man. While I understand it usually is, sometimes it is not."
“Yeah. But hopefully, things will change now that I'm with you. I can interrupt if someone gets too flirty or clingy. Or we can pretend that I’m your girlfriend or something.” she offered.
"We can definitely do that if you're comfortable with it. I wouldn't want to do anything to make you feel pressured."
“I don't mind. If it will help you from getting in trouble then I'm fine with it.” she assured him. “How about, when we're together in front of people, we come up with a code word or something to let each other know when we're uncomfortable with something?”
"That's a fantastic idea. What do you think it should be? It can't be too out of place or it'll look weird but it can't be too common or we'll miss it."
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