Fine, we might want to do everythin' together, you're right. But every relationship's got its downfalls. I'm not willin' to say 'cause I can't kiss you, you ain't makin' me happy.
[If she wants to force him to admit that much, he will, although he doesn't love it. Cobb's not fond of the idea of feeding into any of her insecurities, but he gets that there's a line between withholding and lying and it's thin when he's avoiding that part. He just can't stop thinking of her staring at that necklace, looking broken-hearted. To tell her that any part of what's between them isn't enough doesn't work for him.
Cobb's too old, basically, to waste energy on dancing around subjects. He's always been direct with her, outside of their light flirting. If they're going to keep hooking up, they've got to be adults about it, from his point of view. He should've probably thought of that sooner, but he was a little busy being sucked into the happy honeymoon part of being with someone new. He listens to her closely, like he always does, nodding as he takes it in.
There's a beat as he thinks about it before responding.]
Issa, my ex, is a Twi'lek. They're well known for being taken by slavers because they're beautiful and unique looking and used as dancers or whatever else their owners want. We met as slaves, when we were young.
[Issa's exact story is hers to tell, but that gives her a basis of a background for the woman he loved. And why maybe talking about boundaries and understanding her hesitation in trusting people is something he knows well. It might not be obvious why he's saying that, but he's coming around to it.]
We weren't always together together. We were loyal in the ways that mattered, but I was very serious about her always knowin' she had her freedom. So that's the way we lived our lives and it's why I don't have a jealous streak. I trust if someone wants to be with me, they'll be with me. And they don't got to give me more than that, unless they want to.
[So really, it's about confidence for him. It's not arrogance, it's a sort of self-acceptance. He knows who he is. She desires him, and so they've hooked up. He's not sitting here questioning it because it's wasted effort when he could be with her instead. Cobb reaches out to take her hand and brings it to his heart, holding it there, since he's being earnest.]
I'm not goin' anywhere. I could sleep with a dozen people, you could sleep with a dozen people, and it won't change that. You mean somethin' to me, Rogue.
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Date: 2021-03-18 03:31 am (UTC)[If she wants to force him to admit that much, he will, although he doesn't love it. Cobb's not fond of the idea of feeding into any of her insecurities, but he gets that there's a line between withholding and lying and it's thin when he's avoiding that part. He just can't stop thinking of her staring at that necklace, looking broken-hearted. To tell her that any part of what's between them isn't enough doesn't work for him.
Cobb's too old, basically, to waste energy on dancing around subjects. He's always been direct with her, outside of their light flirting. If they're going to keep hooking up, they've got to be adults about it, from his point of view. He should've probably thought of that sooner, but he was a little busy being sucked into the happy honeymoon part of being with someone new. He listens to her closely, like he always does, nodding as he takes it in.
There's a beat as he thinks about it before responding.]
Issa, my ex, is a Twi'lek. They're well known for being taken by slavers because they're beautiful and unique looking and used as dancers or whatever else their owners want. We met as slaves, when we were young.
[Issa's exact story is hers to tell, but that gives her a basis of a background for the woman he loved. And why maybe talking about boundaries and understanding her hesitation in trusting people is something he knows well. It might not be obvious why he's saying that, but he's coming around to it.]
We weren't always together together. We were loyal in the ways that mattered, but I was very serious about her always knowin' she had her freedom. So that's the way we lived our lives and it's why I don't have a jealous streak. I trust if someone wants to be with me, they'll be with me. And they don't got to give me more than that, unless they want to.
[So really, it's about confidence for him. It's not arrogance, it's a sort of self-acceptance. He knows who he is. She desires him, and so they've hooked up. He's not sitting here questioning it because it's wasted effort when he could be with her instead. Cobb reaches out to take her hand and brings it to his heart, holding it there, since he's being earnest.]
I'm not goin' anywhere. I could sleep with a dozen people, you could sleep with a dozen people, and it won't change that. You mean somethin' to me, Rogue.