They would be if you realized. You got yourself plenty of admirers. [Cain does too, but of course he knows that.]
Could be more if you had let it. I've been in your head plenty enough, not that I'm trying. [Just psychic problems.] Maybe I lucked out. You could easily be off with someone else happily, but now you're stuck with me. Counting my lucky stars, I suppose.
[Cain makes a face at him.] That's for me to know and for you to realize how absolutely tone deaf it is to want to know. [Dorian, please.]
Admiring what? My backside? How handsome I am? Certainly only superficial and sexual in interest. [Because that's all it ever was.]
...It's a bit more complicated than that, I'm afraid. And none of them ever made any attempt at convincing me to try. If anyone had wanted more from me than sex, they didn't say as much. So yes, their loss.
[He frowns softly.] I'm sorry, I like having my ego stroked. Besides I doubt the things you heard were all good. I'm far from perfect, there are plenty of reasons people don't think highly of me.
Either you're playing dumb with me or you don't truly realize how charming you come off at times. You've got plenty of people smitten by your antics. The way you hold yourself does garner people, believe it or not.
I certainly had to like some part of you to continue any form of interest. [He raises an eyebrow.]
I think I flatter you enough to continuously stroke your ego and much more, you bloody git. [His grumbling is just really grumbling.] So maybe make a smidge of an effort not wanting to know what other people think of you from the person who just served their heart on the platter for you. [Especially someone who does get jealous easily and very much has very little confidence in pursuing the other.]
No one can be loved by everyone. Hearing what people think of you can make one quite jaded if anything.
No, I know exactly what I'm doing, I can get people to like me, but to love me?? I doubt that. Even if they are smitten, it's a crush at best, that flighty feeling you get after good sex. Nothing more. They'll realize it's nothing and move on.
[A soft snort.] Well I hope so. There's a lot of me to adore.
And adoring me is an everyday task, I must be thoroughly stroked and reminded how pretty I am. [Okay so, it's probably not that bad... probably.]
Oh, trust me Darling, a lot of people where I'm from aren't quiet about what they think about me. They make it a point to come right up to me and tell me exactly what they feel. Or if they're cowards, they talk behind my back where they think I can't hear them.
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Could be more if you had let it. I've been in your head plenty enough, not that I'm trying. [Just psychic problems.] Maybe I lucked out. You could easily be off with someone else happily, but now you're stuck with me. Counting my lucky stars, I suppose.
[Cain makes a face at him.] That's for me to know and for you to realize how absolutely tone deaf it is to want to know. [Dorian, please.]
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...It's a bit more complicated than that, I'm afraid. And none of them ever made any attempt at convincing me to try. If anyone had wanted more from me than sex, they didn't say as much. So yes, their loss.
[He frowns softly.] I'm sorry, I like having my ego stroked. Besides I doubt the things you heard were all good. I'm far from perfect, there are plenty of reasons people don't think highly of me.
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I certainly had to like some part of you to continue any form of interest. [He raises an eyebrow.]
I think I flatter you enough to continuously stroke your ego and much more, you bloody git. [His grumbling is just really grumbling.] So maybe make a smidge of an effort not wanting to know what other people think of you from the person who just served their heart on the platter for you. [Especially someone who does get jealous easily and very much has very little confidence in pursuing the other.]
No one can be loved by everyone. Hearing what people think of you can make one quite jaded if anything.
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[A soft snort.] Well I hope so. There's a lot of me to adore.
And adoring me is an everyday task, I must be thoroughly stroked and reminded how pretty I am. [Okay so, it's probably not that bad... probably.]
Oh, trust me Darling, a lot of people where I'm from aren't quiet about what they think about me. They make it a point to come right up to me and tell me exactly what they feel. Or if they're cowards, they talk behind my back where they think I can't hear them.