smash_logs | baby it's cold outside

"A little snow isn't going to keep me from doing what I usually do," he explained, surprised that she wasn't shivering. She just didn't look cold on the surface! For the moment, he wasn't going to second-guess it. "I was out to do some practice. Then I got distracted by a lunatic of a woman standing out in the snow wearing practically nothing. And somehow," he stared at her, puzzled; "She's okay with that."

"I'm not doing it for me," she sternly replied at him, mostly unamused. Her arms folded back over her chest and she lifted her chin, somewhat haughtily. "This isn't my idea of fun, if that's what you mean." Then she gestured to his arm, "Free that up and lift it." Because evidently asking him to do stuff had not entered the equation.

He looked down at his arm, which had been crossed over his chest, and back at her. He was sure now that she was cold - just hiding it. That was pretty in-keeping with what she'd do, he figured...

"You want me to do something for you, again?" Shinon asked, emphasizing again. "I haven't even received due from the last favor." For now, he would keep his arms crossed.

She hardened her look on him. "Oh, please. You and Byrne got a kick out of humiliating me. That wasn't help. That was the two of you constantly tag teaming me and basically showing me what a waste of the good intent I have is. Some favor," Nabooru growled softly.

So she turned from him, settled a hand upon her waist, and continued trudging through the snow, leaving it entirely up to him whether he chose to accompany her or not.

His arms hung and he pulled a long face, staring at her from behind. He was probably supposed to do something about that... He wouldn't admit it, but she was probably right. In reality, he shouldn't be asking for anything in response, but he'd keep doing it anyway. For a while, at least.

And this meant he had to keep following her, which was normally a thing he didn't do. Shinon usually just let people walk away if they were going to "be that way" about something, but he wanted to see what was at stake. He took a few quick paces forward before slowing down at her side. "Play in the snow, huh? You're going to go do that?"

Yes. Best apology, ever.

She took a few moments to say nothing, mostly so she'd cool off. So much made her angry. So much annoyed her to such a great extent that she almost hated the idea that the only person she could rely on was Ganondorf. Especially considering he was supposed to be responsible for her downfall. And that made her angry, too. All of it made her angry. Angry because she had to lock all of it up and pretend that everything was one hundred percent okay when she really just wanted to let loose.

And at that moment? She wanted to punch all of the teeth out of Shinon's mouth. But she didn't. Because really, what was the point?

She finally glanced sidelong to him when she thought she could speak again. "Ai's the one playing. I'm more the one just watching her. Going to make sure she doesn't get eaten by snow monsters, I guess."

"I don't know who Ai is, but, alright," he said. He kept his gaze fixed on her. "So you'll be out here for a while is what you're saying."

"She's a student in my dancing class," Nabooru explained.

Then she paused for a few moments and tipped her head. "Probably. At least until Ai's ready to go inside. Or whatever she plans on doing. She's trying to show me the joy in snow. The joy that doesn't exist. Why? You want to join and make it 'family time'? Or did you need me for something?"

He wasn't sure if he'd be staying around to watch one of Nabooru's students play in the snow, but... He gave her a look that said, Really?

Shinon shrugged off the heavy jacket he had on and, without asking permission, draped it over Nabooru's shoulders. "The least you could do is dress appropriately. If I were wearing what you're wearing, I'd be pretty damn cold. Come on, if you're going to be standing out here for a time, the least you could do is put something warmer on."

She paused rather blatantly when he did exactly that. Her head inclined a bit and for many moments, she didn't know what to say.

You don't need to do that, she wanted to protest. That's completely unnecessary. Don't pretend with me. I hate it when you do that.

So she simply stared at him for a time as her brain tried to reboot itself and actually work again. "...It's... a pride issue," she found herself saying. "I should wear my ethnicity proudly, even in the winter. I am not so weak as to be taken... down by snow." And she was beginning to blush, which really just made her shift to hide her face in his closest arm.

"You're going to be cold if you give me your clothes," she murmured.

"Those are hardly proper excuses," Shinon commented, slinging the strap of his quiver back over his person. "So keep it for now. I told you, I dressed for the weather. Taking off one layer's hardly doing a thing to me."

It was sort of like he'd managed to melt her icy demeanor in instants, he mused, just through this one act. It made him want to feel confused, but he knew it was because it was a display of concern he just made. So he looked away from her and back at the trees in the near distance.

This whole thing is stupid.

How Shinon made her feel in the present and how he'd always made her feel was equally stupid. And the idea that he did concern about her, whether he said it or not, was a little embarrassing. She could have handled herself. She really could have. If she were so desperate to show him, she would have. Except... The more fighting she did, the more she just didn't have the energy to constantly argue and banter.

She rubbed her hands over her face and moved to put her arms through the sleeves of his jacket. She practically swam in it, frowned at the realisation, and considered flapping her arms. But she quickly pushed that temptation aside. "Thank you," she said quietly as she followed his gaze over to the trees. Then she looked back over to him, "If you're in a hurry, you could go. Otherwise, unless you think it'll kill you, stick around a bit. We can go for... a walk or something. Or you can tell me what you want in return for me putting you through Hell on Earth."

"I'm in no rush," he replied, gesturing that he was good with the idea of going on a walk with her. Or whatever. "How about we do just that, and maybe I could talk you into a couple of favors on the way. Does that do it for you?"

She took a few moments to think about it, curled her arms in close to her as she tightened his jacket to her frame. It really was so drastically different from his, but he'd probably known that from the amount of time they spent together. Fortunately she wouldn't be out in the snow much, though. Or so she wanted to think.

"Yes. That's fine," she replied as she stepped through the snow in her slippers. "That's just fine with me." Although now she was obsessing. What kinds of favours did he want to talk her into? It seemed so straight forward coming from him...

"Great," he commented. This could be an opportunity to... maybe coax her back into talking to him again, if anything. He wouldn't admit it outright, but he was pretty sure she was angry at him. Maybe it would be easy to get her to warm back up to him.

He attached himself to her side, walking at the same pace as her (and taking note of the slippers - yet more attire that he deemed unsuitable for the weather).

She was quiet with him at her side. The first time she'd been in his company and hadn't really said anything. If that wasn't a blatant implication that she wasn't thrilled with him, she wasn't sure what would have been. But she wasn't as angry with him as she had been, thanks to his little jacket stunt. Lucky son of a bitch was getting off easy. But not too easy and she'd remind him of that.

The Gerudo weren't such forgiving people.

"So what about these favours?" she asked, cutting to the chase and offering him a brief glance.

Shinon thought he already got away with that. He made the assumption that with his little act, maybe she dismissed the whole thing. So he, too, dismissed his behavior and didn't want to mention it again.

Besides, he was too busy remembering what went through his drunken head that night when he was considering what those favors could entail. But he had to have a little class! Maybe.

~~"Give me sex," he demanded.~~

"How about we settle on this," he started, motioning with his palm out as though there were something there to be negotiated. "When I want a favor out of you, I'll tell you right when I need it. Is that something you're willing to do?"

~~"Well, if I have to," she replied. And then she took off her pants.~~

"You want me to be at your beck and call," Nabooru directly pinpointed easily. Like she was a servant. There was a chain there. He'd managed to find a way to leash her and that was only slightly infuriating. Well, perhaps not that horrible. But it was frustrating.

"You mean to tell me you worked all of that up and you don't have anything? I might not be so kind later on." She stopped and turned to him before lifting a hand and tapping him upon the tip of his nose. "You shouldn't push your luck when you're still in trouble." In trouble with her. In trouble in general. And he knew it, and she knew he knew it.

And now he knew that she knew that he knew. "I'm tempted to make you spend the day with Ai and me, boyfriend."

Ah, there we go. He was. She even used the word boyfriend to solidify her point. Shinon didn't say anything for a moment and turned his head to look away from her and roll his eyes. Completely unnecessary, but he did it regardless.

"Okay, let me get this straight," he began; "You want me to spend the day with you and your student to absolve me of my blame. If that happens, then our favor deal is still on."

"Actually," she murmured for his ears alone, "I just wanted you to spend the day with me because I wanted you to spend the day with me." She just couldn't say it quite like that. It was a little too hard just to come out and admit that she wanted him to be around. And she didn't know why that was. When she got close to that realisation, it made her nervous and she wanted to turn that off.

Except feelings did not work that way.

"Don't make it sound like the most horrible thing in existence," because she was pretty sure he'd define that as spending the day with Byrne. "I'm a woman of my word. I said I'd do whatever it was you wanted me to do and I still intend to uphold that. I'm honourable, after all, and you're not just anyone."

[[ooc: Emily - A+ at tagging, always. Shinon's account has been neglected. ;~; sorry...]]

He gave her a long look before looking back to their path. He sighed soundlessly, but his warm breath left a cloud of white in the cold winter air. The archer shoved his hands in his pockets, considering her words.

"Fine," he said. "If it's because you want me to, I guess I still have the time." It wasn't going to kill him, he thought.

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