( when she stops moving, stops washing his hair, he closes for one moment, then two. he won't admit how long it's been since he's showered with someone else rather than alone, and it's — nice, the warmth not just from the water and the steam but from the presence of another body relaxing. ordinarily, showers are perfunctory affairs, in-and-out, something done because going to bed covered in blood and dirt and grime is frowned upon.
he reopens his eyes when she suggests she didn't know he was capable of laughing, and the noise the comment earns sits between a hmph and almost good-natured self-awareness. consideration that suggests she might have a point.
he looks as if he wants to retort, offer an equally unflattering but not unkind commentary of her that doesn't get much further than being thought about when his expression sharpens at the question, internal debate reflected in his features. ) Almost. ( a breath of a pause and a searching gaze, curious. natasha's never struck him as particularly religious and though it's not something he relates to in spite of his own difficult relationship with god (—gods), he doesn't blame her. he'd given up one god in favour of another simply because the first had seemed cruel. indifferent. unanswering. the second turned out to be much the same as the first, though easier to find. ) A divine gift and a holy obligation.
( that'd been the first. the second had never stipulated, although khonshu's lack of pleasure over his daughter's existence said enough. his goading, his taunts, his existence during nights spent with marlene said more.
a dry addition— )
—Between man and wife, mostly. I wasn't very good at that part.
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he reopens his eyes when she suggests she didn't know he was capable of laughing, and the noise the comment earns sits between a hmph and almost good-natured self-awareness. consideration that suggests she might have a point.
he looks as if he wants to retort, offer an equally unflattering but not unkind commentary of her that doesn't get much further than being thought about when his expression sharpens at the question, internal debate reflected in his features. ) Almost. ( a breath of a pause and a searching gaze, curious. natasha's never struck him as particularly religious and though it's not something he relates to in spite of his own difficult relationship with god (—gods), he doesn't blame her. he'd given up one god in favour of another simply because the first had seemed cruel. indifferent. unanswering. the second turned out to be much the same as the first, though easier to find. ) A divine gift and a holy obligation.
( that'd been the first. the second had never stipulated, although khonshu's lack of pleasure over his daughter's existence said enough. his goading, his taunts, his existence during nights spent with marlene said more.
a dry addition— )
—Between man and wife, mostly. I wasn't very good at that part.