Honestly, Kirk should be more mature as a thirty year old man, but even he had to snigger at that particular title. Which, he thought, was precisely the response desired. No one named anything that with the particular genre of romance or erotica and did not expect one to giggle.
He leered at Fenris and waggled his brows at him. "So did you get get lucky between the pages?"
"Not such a bad position to be in. Bar tenders tend to know all the juicy secrets, right?" he said in an effort to console him, even if he wasn't sure Fenris needed it. He seemed the type not to quite appreciate having his fictional sex life laid out on a page.
He glanced at the other volumes Fenris had, leaning his shoulder against the elf's.
"Could I borrow a few? I haven't had the chance to read any of Varric's tales yet, but maybe I should."
Suppose that depends on where you are. Kirk's been in some bars where that's considered eloquent. Even deep and meaningful.
Kirk got up and went to the books, glancing at a few of the spines and picking out two of the books to start with. He smiled at them, looking back to Fenris and holding up the ones he'd chosen so he would know which he had taken.
"Anything good about you in either of these?" he teased him.
"Of course you won't mind if I come to you for clarification on a few
things? You know, cultural differences and all," he continued with another
quiet laugh. Fenris should absolutely take this to mean he would be teasing
him about his portrayal in the novel, and said events.
"Absolutely. I mean, if I get confused, I could end up saying the wrong thing to someone," he continued to laugh behind the book, his eyes sparking with their teasing.
"Oh yes, forbid," he nodded and exhaled a laugh before turning. "I should
go, but I'll let you know what I think of the book when I finish it, shall
I?"
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He leered at Fenris and waggled his brows at him. "So did you get get lucky between the pages?"
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"No. I was just a surly bartender."
So basically his life now.
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He glanced at the other volumes Fenris had, leaning his shoulder against the elf's.
"Could I borrow a few? I haven't had the chance to read any of Varric's tales yet, but maybe I should."
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He doesn't really do that. Unless grunts and occasional glares count as conversations. He doubts it.
He smiles, waving a hand at the books.
"Be my guest. I'm sure Varric would have liked the idea of other people beyond Thedas enjoying them."
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Kirk got up and went to the books, glancing at a few of the spines and picking out two of the books to start with. He smiled at them, looking back to Fenris and holding up the ones he'd chosen so he would know which he had taken.
"Anything good about you in either of these?" he teased him.
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"Not me specifically," a smile curves the corners of his mouth. "But there's plenty of 'Ferris' in there."
He absolutely used fingerquotes.
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"No relation, of course. Purely a fictional character," he grinned broadly.
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Screw you, Varric. At least the elf sounds amused.
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"Of course you won't mind if I come to you for clarification on a few things? You know, cultural differences and all," he continued with another quiet laugh. Fenris should absolutely take this to mean he would be teasing him about his portrayal in the novel, and said events.
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"Cultural differences, right. Of course, I wouldn't want you getting confused, now."
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"Oh yes, forbid," he nodded and exhaled a laugh before turning. "I should go, but I'll let you know what I think of the book when I finish it, shall I?"
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