Date: 2017-03-03 03:21 am (UTC)
refactor: (and is scares me a lot)
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[ Hawke, you are playing a dangerous game here. This is how churches get blown up. Because when Hawke grabs his shirt, Jack does stop and look down at her. He tenses up, and his expression twists up into a disapproving frown. He starts to open his mouth to make some kind of smart comment about the beautiful woman part, but it turns into an exagerrated and exasperated groan instead. ]

Stop calling me a eunuch. Cripes, Hawke, you— God, you're thick.

[ Part of him probably knows that she is just completely missing all of his advances, but he's sure that one day, he'll get the girl. That's how a hero's story goes. But before he can indulge in that nice thought, the rest of what she says dawns on him. ]

Wait- Yeah, no you didn't? You better not have? [ hawke ] Stop friggin' selling my shit at pawn shops!
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