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[brushes his hair from his shoulders lightly as she comes back around, before settling the point of her knife at his neck]

You're very trusting.

[closing his eyes]

Not confident?

[leans in to speak in his ear]

If you're confident I won't just slit your throat and leave you here to die, naked in a pool of your own blood, it's entirely baseless confidence.

Well.

Confident I'll get better, anyway.

And you don't care what happens between now and then?

I need to avoid scarring--I can heal myself after. But that aside, no.

Really...? None of the details other than that matter to you at all?

What other details would, when you have a knife?

You might have some preferences.

Don't cut my fingers off, either. Other than that, I'm not really sure. I can let you know.

Hm. Well, let's try something, then. This isn't an order, okay...? It's entirely your decision. If dying here, pathetically, without ceremony, is really as much to your tastes as sex, go ahead and lean forward a bit. Split your neck open on my knife.

[doesn't move]

I never said that was to my taste. It just doesn't seem like your taste, either.

Then it's a matter of believing that I won't do it after all. What exactly do you think my tastes are?

I've never heard of a quick game of chess--or one that involves cutting across the board. if you kill me, it'll be embarrassing, but that's about it. It doesn't sound like an emotion you'd be interested in.

Edited 2013-05-26 22:34 (UTC)

That's assuming the game would end with your death. Do you think you're a king?

I mostly hope you're not into necrophilia.

[giggles]

Maybe I am, maybe I'm not. If I killed you and told you I did things to your corpse afterwards, there would be no way for you to tell for certain either way, right...? Obviously it's more interesting if you're consciously aware of it. But, similarly, I'm not particularly interested in cutting you up to your specifications while you declare indifference.

... I'm not really sure... [stops to consider]

I don't have a death wish. But I want you to use me--however you see fit. Your specifications.

Then, you enjoy giving yourself up like that so much that you're willing to risk death if that's what I want?

[tilts his head thoughtfully]

... Yes.

[taps the flat of the knife on his collarbone a few times]

Hm. How convenient. And you don't have any problems with that?

Define 'problems'.

Difficulties. Doubts. Conflicting desires.

I already said I don't have a--

[stops, mouth tightening slightly]

I don't want to die. It wasn't something I cared about before, but I don't.

That's a bit better. More than anything, I like the truth, you know.

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