nathan

[polyapathy]

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[notaquaman]

[Nathan puts his hands in the air in a mock gesture of surrender. He's grinning like an idiot, his eyebrows shot up.]

Well, love, I didn't think to bring it up! We were a bit busy talking about other things, weren't we?

[Tee hee.]

You're in charge, then. How ya figurin I earn my keep?

[polyapathy]

Oh, right, other things. Like us being trapped on a demonic cruise ship, fighting for our lives.

[She reels back just a touch, like she might hit him again, but she thinks better of it. Instead, she gives him her best glare, tilting her head to one side. One hand moves to delicately grip him by the chin.]

Why don't we start with what on Earth had you so goddamn distracted that you didn't think to pass along that critical piece of info?

[notaquaman]

Well...

[He starts to flinch, but then she's got him again, and all he can think about is Katy, Katy, Katy. Is this how Alisha lives, every day? His mind is reeling.]

How absolutely, incredibly fucking gorgeous you are, for one thing.

[polyapathy]

[She lets out a soft laugh, her hand trailing down over his chest, his stomach, before pausing at his waistband.]

I am, aren't I?

[Her hand drifts off of him again so she can tug off her shirt. She doesn't bother making a show of it—she has his full attention, she's sure.]

I bet you haven't been able to stop thinking about me since last week.