[He gets pursed lips for his laugh, and she cuts them both a generous slice, still ravenous despite her restraint.]
Hmmmm.
[She's quiet in response to his counter-offer, eating, thinking- not deliberating over his request, there's no need to, just thinking. Alliances only become flimsy when there are better options out there, and there's nothing to be gained from this game.
So she opens her mouth to- make a face at him]
What makes you think there will be any beer? [...] Your idea of it is undrinkable in any case.
[A quiet snort of amusement escapes her, and she rubs her aching shoulders.]
Then I put myself in your hands. I have nothing to stab you with. And you may hold me at gunpoint, as long as you let me sleep. [...it's been days, man]
Re: Battle Royale - Night 6
Hmmmm.
[She's quiet in response to his counter-offer, eating, thinking- not deliberating over his request, there's no need to, just thinking. Alliances only become flimsy when there are better options out there, and there's nothing to be gained from this game.
So she opens her mouth to- make a face at him]
What makes you think there will be any beer? [...] Your idea of it is undrinkable in any case.
[A quiet snort of amusement escapes her, and she rubs her aching shoulders.]
Then I put myself in your hands. I have nothing to stab you with. And you may hold me at gunpoint, as long as you let me sleep. [...it's been days, man]