[ Will shook his head and let out a puff of breath, his eyebrows rose up and he let out one single laugh. ]
Hah. Oh, you are a very imposing woman, Jill Valentine. I find you monopolize my every attention when you grace the room and assiduity so at that.
[ Taking off his glasses and setting them on the table. Normally Will would do this when he was about to see something, to find out one's motive or design. Turning to look her straight in the eyes, holding the contact uncharacteristically with ease for a moment. ]
If I were asleep or awake I'd still assume it was a dream... How could I not?
[ His voice was a bit more hushed this time, a darkness in the tone and a tad gravel about it too. each word was spoken slowly and with thought out care, sure, Will spoke his mind, but he did so with meticulous accuracy.
Had Will found his way into her room in the night, he would have done so after strict and thorough analyzing of the situation and consequences. He wouldn't change his mind and he'd see through he made his intentions known. Will wasn't very lucky in love, so he'd found it better to put all his cards on the table and let his heart do the leading. If it means he gets it broken, that's okay too, he was more than used to it by now. ]
Oh, I feel uncomfortable all of the time... The difference is that you make it feel warm, you contradict the very feeling itself and that just allures me all the more...
[ He looks away then, considering turning in for the night and letting Jill think about their little exchange. He could flirt, he'd actually like to flirt with Jill, but he was too anxious to throw caution to the wind right now. What if she was just board and teasing? He'd feel a fool. What he really wants to ask her is; Tell me, Jill... Just what is your design? Why do you keep me around? He just couldn't bring himself to know, in case it was an answer he didn't want to hear.
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Hah. Oh, you are a very imposing woman, Jill Valentine. I find you monopolize my every attention when you grace the room and assiduity so at that.
[ Taking off his glasses and setting them on the table. Normally Will would do this when he was about to see something, to find out one's motive or design. Turning to look her straight in the eyes, holding the contact uncharacteristically with ease for a moment. ]
If I were asleep or awake I'd still assume it was a dream... How could I not?
[ His voice was a bit more hushed this time, a darkness in the tone and a tad gravel about it too. each word was spoken slowly and with thought out care, sure, Will spoke his mind, but he did so with meticulous accuracy.
Had Will found his way into her room in the night, he would have done so after strict and thorough analyzing of the situation and consequences. He wouldn't change his mind and he'd see through he made his intentions known. Will wasn't very lucky in love, so he'd found it better to put all his cards on the table and let his heart do the leading. If it means he gets it broken, that's okay too, he was more than used to it by now. ]
Oh, I feel uncomfortable all of the time... The difference is that you make it feel warm, you contradict the very feeling itself and that just allures me all the more...
[ He looks away then, considering turning in for the night and letting Jill think about their little exchange. He could flirt, he'd actually like to flirt with Jill, but he was too anxious to throw caution to the wind right now. What if she was just board and teasing? He'd feel a fool. What he really wants to ask her is; Tell me, Jill... Just what is your design? Why do you keep me around? He just couldn't bring himself to know, in case it was an answer he didn't want to hear.
Alas, the problem of the overthinker. ]