Nel sighed, and gently ruffled Kadaj's hair before resting her hand on his shoulder. "Just so long as you're careful," she told him. Khamja was a dangerous place, and Kadaj had been in it for a long time. The thing that had protected him for so long, as far as Nel could work out, was that he had been on other people's leashes.
There was a difference between not being leashed, and being a loose cannon. Kadaj in the past had tended towards being the latter. He seemed more controlled now, but one slip could be all it took.
"Some of us like you," she added, with an amused smile, as he flicked his fingers through his hair to make sure it was straight again.
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Date: 2016-01-13 11:13 am (UTC)There was a difference between not being leashed, and being a loose cannon. Kadaj in the past had tended towards being the latter. He seemed more controlled now, but one slip could be all it took.
"Some of us like you," she added, with an amused smile, as he flicked his fingers through his hair to make sure it was straight again.