"Have I ever once thought of you as an imposition?" She wasn't asking him if it were all right for her to stay with him at Marcello's flat, she was simply letting him know that it was her intention to do so with a question to which she already knew the answer. Ever so Pippa, that. "I'm afraid I'll have to inconvenience you a bit, however."
The redhead turned and called towards the glass shop, Good bye, I'm leaving! setting her face into something bordering on disapproving annoyance as a flurry of remarks drifted back to them on the walkway. No, she wouldn't do Rory the courtesy of translating the cat-calls. He likely could guess at the intent from the intonation of the various voices anyhow.
"I do need to stop ho--stop at Alessandro's to change and feed that miserable beast." The cat. Alessandro's poisonous little tom. Her disdain for the animal was something she didn't bother to hide. In fact, she held up her left arm, exposing the tender underside of her forearm to show Rory the angry red parallel lines left from the most recent clawing the feline had served up. "I should let the wretch just starve."
And then, as if realizing what she sounded like, Pippa dropped her arm and once more forced a calm, pleasant expression to grace her features. It was so easy to fall back into a comfortable posture with him and let her guard down. Something warned her to not get very comfortable with this visit. After all, there's no telling how this will go once they move past greetings and necessities. So many things to discuss...
"Walk with me?" She held out her hand to him as she turned in the direction they needed to go.
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Date: 2009-07-09 05:55 am (UTC)The redhead turned and called towards the glass shop, Good bye, I'm leaving! setting her face into something bordering on disapproving annoyance as a flurry of remarks drifted back to them on the walkway. No, she wouldn't do Rory the courtesy of translating the cat-calls. He likely could guess at the intent from the intonation of the various voices anyhow.
"I do need to stop ho--stop at Alessandro's to change and feed that miserable beast." The cat. Alessandro's poisonous little tom. Her disdain for the animal was something she didn't bother to hide. In fact, she held up her left arm, exposing the tender underside of her forearm to show Rory the angry red parallel lines left from the most recent clawing the feline had served up. "I should let the wretch just starve."
And then, as if realizing what she sounded like, Pippa dropped her arm and once more forced a calm, pleasant expression to grace her features. It was so easy to fall back into a comfortable posture with him and let her guard down. Something warned her to not get very comfortable with this visit. After all, there's no telling how this will go once they move past greetings and necessities. So many things to discuss...
"Walk with me?" She held out her hand to him as she turned in the direction they needed to go.