[ The heartless part's the biggest lie, but life made it so the best way she could show how much she cared was by acting heartless for too many years. The thieving bit's all true, and she wouldn't apologize for it even if she was pressed to, not that she'd ever expect any judgement from Hua Cheng.
Smiling to herself as she listens and draws, her pencil slowing as the sketch she's been working on nears completion, the anecdote he has to share about his favorite moniker making titling the drawing “San Lang” the obvious choice. ]
How is your husband doing, anyway? This place isn't getting to him too bad?
[ Though she can't relate to what it feels like to be bonded to someone quite that fixedly, she's pretty sure she's stuck with her crew for life, and that's got to be similar in some ways. Having them with her is a double-edged sword, she likes to keep an eye on them and know they're safe, while at the same time wishing they were all anywhere but within the casino's hold. Something tells her it's probably not a feeling Hua Cheng is unfamiliar with, especially given the extra attention she remembers his husband received upon arrival.
Nodding, satisfied with what she's come up with, Nami turns the notebook around so he can see the drawing she's made of him, his face partially concealed by his hand as he rests his chin on it, his hair cascading silkily, framing the elegant lines of his face and the subtly amused expression he wears – details it's clear she paid special attention to and enjoyed drawing immensely. ]
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Smiling to herself as she listens and draws, her pencil slowing as the sketch she's been working on nears completion, the anecdote he has to share about his favorite moniker making titling the drawing “San Lang” the obvious choice. ]
How is your husband doing, anyway? This place isn't getting to him too bad?
[ Though she can't relate to what it feels like to be bonded to someone quite that fixedly, she's pretty sure she's stuck with her crew for life, and that's got to be similar in some ways. Having them with her is a double-edged sword, she likes to keep an eye on them and know they're safe, while at the same time wishing they were all anywhere but within the casino's hold. Something tells her it's probably not a feeling Hua Cheng is unfamiliar with, especially given the extra attention she remembers his husband received upon arrival.
Nodding, satisfied with what she's come up with, Nami turns the notebook around so he can see the drawing she's made of him, his face partially concealed by his hand as he rests his chin on it, his hair cascading silkily, framing the elegant lines of his face and the subtly amused expression he wears – details it's clear she paid special attention to and enjoyed drawing immensely. ]
You're fun to draw.