[Bren would have certainly seen it as Essek giving him a way to pay his dashing rescuer back, and he certainly would have been willing to do just that. If he was being honest with himself, which he wasn't entirely just yet, he would have let Lord Thelyss kiss him for just about any reason. In his defense, the Drow aristocrat was the almost otherworldly ethereal sort of beauty that songs were written about. And further in his defense, something deep at the center of him felt like it was caught inexorably in the orbit of this man, like he couldn't escape the pull to him even if he wanted to try. And he didn't.
He ducked his head with a laugh.]
You do realize you're only making this library sounds more intriguing.
[How big was this library? Bren very much needed to know. And he perked up at that next piece of detail too.]
You have a pool? [And now he was picturing Lord Thelyss in significantly fewer clothes basking beneath the moon and well. He would need to rein that in here and now.]
no subject
He ducked his head with a laugh.]
You do realize you're only making this library sounds more intriguing.
[How big was this library? Bren very much needed to know. And he perked up at that next piece of detail too.]
You have a pool? [And now he was picturing Lord Thelyss in significantly fewer clothes basking beneath the moon and well. He would need to rein that in here and now.]