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[erosive]

ZOECHKA

ZOYA NAZYALENSKY

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[boneblood]

I don't want to go check and see but, that's true. She could have them all in the kitchen.

[You know, for food.]

You'd think she has some great aversion to coming out here, the way she acts above it

[erosive]

Perhaps she does.

The townspeople adore her. They wouldn't have risked upsetting us if that love wasn't so blinding.

Be careful if they come back. Maybe we should get you a better knife than the one you had on the expedition.

[boneblood]

Most people are perturbed by the absence of them but I don't mind it. Then again, I'm used to solitude - minus a few people.

[*important people]

Going to give me lessons, too?

[erosive]

What's the likelihood of you stabbing yourself?

[ High, clearly. ]

I'd be annoyed if you got hurt. I'm not taking care of you and I'm not allowing some stranger in our house.

[ Even if they're void-touched. ]

[boneblood]

I don't get hurt very easily. Or for very long.

[erosive]

The last part doesn't make me feel good, in case you were wondering.

I'd prefer you don't get hurt at all.

[ There'd been a lifetime when she'd confessed she loved him. Zoya doesn't like to think of why she doesn't want him to get hurt at all. ]

[boneblood]

The same could be said for what I prefer too, in regard to you.

So we better not get hurt. All the more reason for you to train me, no?

[erosive]

And probably all the more reason to train you during whatever's happening to the town.

I have no experience with walls that move and buildings that seem to come to life.

[ Shadows... shadows we don't discuss. ]

We can do it in our courtyard or in town. Your choice.

[boneblood]

I like the courtyard. Private, to a degree. Also ours.

[erosive]

I’ll pick up a few of knives for you from the smithy and we’ll practice there. If you destroy my flowers, I’m kicking you out.

[boneblood]

I'm at risk of eviction, am I?

Guess I have to perform well.

[erosive]

You're always at risk of eviction, Wesley. You seem fond of skating on very thin ice.

[boneblood]

It's wild how incorrect I am in remembering that it was I who invited you to join me, and not the other way around.

[erosive]

Your point? Other than you acknowledging you're incorrect. I could've saved you the time.

[boneblood]

Sometimes I am rather fond of you, you know.

[erosive]

Sometimes? I was under the impression it was all the time.

[boneblood]

Sometimes you can be vexing.

[erosive]

Only sometimes? That's a concern.

I'm almost afraid to know what I am the other times.

[boneblood]

If you want to know, I'll spell it out for you with my tongue the next time we're in bed.

[erosive]

[ She laughs. ]

And you call me vexing.

Is that all you're going to do? Spell it?

[boneblood]

On your clit, yes.

[erosive]

That's presumptuous of you, thinking I'll let you put your hand down my pants.

[ We all know she will. ]

[boneblood]

What, is yours down there already?

[erosive]

It could be. What are you going to do about it, Vasya?

[boneblood]

Truthfully?

Going to think about it for a little while but ultimately succumb to sleep. But when I've got energy in me again, I'm going to fuck you until your legs buckle.

Fair?