#hallohell

Vanya honestly knew better than to engage her again this way, so she wasn’t sure why she was grimacing at the graverobber and sitting at her table. Perhaps morbid curiosity. Or masochism. Probably both. The scratches on her cheek hadn’t even healed yet.

She crossed her ankles, rolling her eyes as she took a swig of her drink. “Plenty of others isn’t that helpful of an argument when half the patrons here are either absurdly religious or harboring some sort of disease.” She looked over the flagon at the graverobber, eyes giving away a hint of mischief now. “So what’s wrong with you? Aside from the insufferable personality.”

“Funny you should ask,” she yawned, trying to hide the suddenly intense burning anger the other woman’s presence was inspiring with her nonsense. Had she merely come over to taunt her? Well, what else could she expect from an ill-bred mongrel?

No, no; she had to calm herself, lest she wind up banned from the Tavern for brawling with the insolent pup. 

“I can–” He stopped. It sounded like he had just gagged, but he soon gulped, getting back to speak.

“I c’ld throw somethin’ else on the topic right now…” He laughed, lifting the almost empty bottle, as proof.

“Didn’t you also, get told ‘bout me, that I’m and was a complete fool?”

@hallohell

Vanya turns slowly on the bar stool to stare at whoever’s wormed their way against her side, lifting her arm for a better look. She blinks at the stranger for a long moment, at a loss for words for once. Maybe just a drunk patron–in which case she probably shouldn’t send them sprawling, because she did like being allowed in here.

“…Can I…help you,” she says flatly. It’s more of a statement than a question.

He lets her do, not moving a flinch. Her herocity had made him question what kind of treatment these things really were worth of, as she even had the bravery to take him, in that form, out of their adventure with what seemed no effort for his weight.

He was confused. And terrified. But he only stared at her as she touched, saying nothing, and flexing some more so she could feel the ball his right biceps formed below the bandages.