"No, none at all," Bill shook his head. "Aside from the ocean surrounding us and the ones we brought along, there are no predators here. That’s what it was like where… when we came from too, but as I'm sure Charlie can and will assure at immense length, most animals will attack if provoked or threatened. That’s why we have the wards around the settlements.”
Tilting his head slightly, he nodded. ”Yeah, alright, I see what you mean, and I do have to agree that he has a point there,” he mused aloud, taking a sip of his wine before he continued. ”So keeping that in mind, perhaps you can hear about getting some more focused tasks?” His eyebrow quirked up in question. Even if there was truth to Fleur’s comment about the sunlight aging you, he couldn’t help but think of the years he had lived in Egypt and how he almost obsessively had sought the sunlight whenever he hadn’t been in a tomb. ”Good thing you ruggedly handsome husband isn’t as affected by the sunlight as his eternally beautiful wife is,” he chuckled and sent her a small wink.
Raising his arm when she moved closer to him, he invited her to come even closer until he could drape it losely around her shoulder. Gently his fingers traced over the impossibly soft skin on her shoulder. ”Eh, it’s a risk I’m willing to take, and should I get tired of it, you can ask Charlie, although I don’t know if he’d be able to taste the difference between good and bad wine.” With a gentle hand on the side of her head, he leaned in and pressed a kiss to her temple. ”No more dinner, babe?”
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Date: 2013-01-23 09:16 pm (UTC)Tilting his head slightly, he nodded. ”Yeah, alright, I see what you mean, and I do have to agree that he has a point there,” he mused aloud, taking a sip of his wine before he continued. ”So keeping that in mind, perhaps you can hear about getting some more focused tasks?” His eyebrow quirked up in question. Even if there was truth to Fleur’s comment about the sunlight aging you, he couldn’t help but think of the years he had lived in Egypt and how he almost obsessively had sought the sunlight whenever he hadn’t been in a tomb. ”Good thing you ruggedly handsome husband isn’t as affected by the sunlight as his eternally beautiful wife is,” he chuckled and sent her a small wink.
Raising his arm when she moved closer to him, he invited her to come even closer until he could drape it losely around her shoulder. Gently his fingers traced over the impossibly soft skin on her shoulder. ”Eh, it’s a risk I’m willing to take, and should I get tired of it, you can ask Charlie, although I don’t know if he’d be able to taste the difference between good and bad wine.” With a gentle hand on the side of her head, he leaned in and pressed a kiss to her temple. ”No more dinner, babe?”