08-06-2018, 08:02 AM
It was never his intention to garner interest or infamy, but to say that being recognized by name alone does nothing would be false. His grin grows wider as the spotted mare continues to speak, though wether that is the result of her flattery (he considers her recounting of his reputation the epitome of flattering) or the fact that she is inching closer is not clear.
She does remain just out of reach despite the interest in her eyes, and Ivar tilts his jewel-toned head in mild curiosity. Rather than dull his interest, her polite refusal to answer his questions piques the kelpie's innate curiosity. She knows of him, of his reputation, but she seems only to know the more harmless parts. He's no intention of sharing the rest, especially not when he feels this interaction is going so well.
It could be going better, of course, so when she responds that she is on Ischia for personal reasons (or so he surmises from her half answer), Ivar takes a step closer. She is no longer out of reach now, but he does not yet close the distance between them. The kelpie has no interest in the unwilling, but they are never unwilling for very long.
"Self indulgence happens to be my speciality." He replies at last, casting a sideways glance back to Breckin after looking back at the sea. The blue and white stallion does not find her bitterness off-putting, but he does know better than to push too hard, and adds: "Though you seem to know that already, so I'm sure you know that if whatever you're on Ischia for doesn't meet your expectations of indulgence, I'd be happy to make your trip worthwhile." There is no elaboration necessary on that final point; she knows his reputation and he has made no effort to hide the interest in his gaze.
sorry for this taking like six years and also for ivar finding @[Breckin]'s lack of interest especially interesting lol
She does remain just out of reach despite the interest in her eyes, and Ivar tilts his jewel-toned head in mild curiosity. Rather than dull his interest, her polite refusal to answer his questions piques the kelpie's innate curiosity. She knows of him, of his reputation, but she seems only to know the more harmless parts. He's no intention of sharing the rest, especially not when he feels this interaction is going so well.
It could be going better, of course, so when she responds that she is on Ischia for personal reasons (or so he surmises from her half answer), Ivar takes a step closer. She is no longer out of reach now, but he does not yet close the distance between them. The kelpie has no interest in the unwilling, but they are never unwilling for very long.
"Self indulgence happens to be my speciality." He replies at last, casting a sideways glance back to Breckin after looking back at the sea. The blue and white stallion does not find her bitterness off-putting, but he does know better than to push too hard, and adds: "Though you seem to know that already, so I'm sure you know that if whatever you're on Ischia for doesn't meet your expectations of indulgence, I'd be happy to make your trip worthwhile." There is no elaboration necessary on that final point; she knows his reputation and he has made no effort to hide the interest in his gaze.
sorry for this taking like six years and also for ivar finding @[Breckin]'s lack of interest especially interesting lol