His expression remains angry and bitter for a moment, then the words seep through and he breathes out heavily. 'Fine.' He manages a small smile even. 'Not so bad, no. It's not fetching, but if it's still here tomorrow I'll try and dye it out.'
He doesn't even want to consider that it might be permanent, so avoids all thoughts of it. Instead he slips his arms round Random's waist and pulls him in. 'Focus of the night is all on you amarente. What do you want to do - are we going back to Haven, or staying here?'
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Date: 2005-12-09 02:26 am (UTC)He doesn't even want to consider that it might be permanent, so avoids all thoughts of it. Instead he slips his arms round Random's waist and pulls him in. 'Focus of the night is all on you amarente. What do you want to do - are we going back to Haven, or staying here?'