voice testing into the high winds i don't know how to drive this thing

[revolutes]

-- I am not a thing. [ very pointedly said, actually! "thing". that's derogatory he expected better from you! >:( huffs quietly . . . ]

. . . You claim little confidence and your time less ample than earlier days-- yet you intend to send me . . . [ he makes a slight face. ] There.

[ totally Judging with a capital j . . . ] I do not have time for uncertainties-- You know this.  [ it was a few days of thinking it over that's totally legit!! ]

It is not enough-- and this is not wise. [ considering that, my dear lady, is horror town 2.0. he gives a dismissive sort of wave after a short pause, a wrinkle of his nose, and a near roll of his eyes. because an rper's gonna do what they want and connor can't do anything but wait. why is he even here why can't he leave . . .  ] 

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but reckless driving is awesome driving and guess who....

[epichysis]

But the fact that she has uncertainties means that she's actually concerned about you!

[so very optimistic, considering she is also being sent There™.]

And I think you're less of a 'thing,' and more of a--- [Iris no Iris STOP what you're doing JUST....---she suddenly starts giggling.] a----

[Blurts:] ----grump!

[Nooooo...!---but, alas. Iris...Iris just goes into a giggle fit. Don't mind her she didn't mean it really]

I THINK I KNOW WHO THIS IS . . . I THINK . . .

[revolutes]

Concerned, perhaps-- But I can assure you it is not for me.

[ -- . . . wh

incoming kenway expressions! what is this laughter why was that so funny . . . ]

That does not make me a . . . Grump.

whispers begins with an m ends with an r

[epichysis]

Look at it this way...it's an...adventure! [She folds her hands behind her back and smiles.] A lot of these places are strange, even dangerous, but you'll learn and see new things!

[Iris turns and spreads her arms at the view of...somewhere idk. Granted, it's not terribly impressive. She tries. Really.] Because, after all...some of us aren't so lucky; some of us never leave at all.

[A beat, and she falls silent, looking somewhat troubled for a moment. It quickly passes, however, and she's all cheery again. More giggling. He looks just like Kiritsugu when he frowns like that!]

It does! [l o l. The management apologizes, Mr. Kenway. Some idiot let her loose. She points to his face, covering her mouth with her free hand.] You---you're very frowny!

hskljhskjh OMG I KNEW IT SOMEHOW HI MER

[revolutes]

I do not have time to venture from my world-- There is much to be accomplished. [ adventures are all nice and dandy girl but he has an eternal war to win and a mustache-totting greaseball to stab since ten years ago

except it's too late tho and WHAT'S SO FROWNY I MEAN FUNNY ABOUT HE'S FROWN! aka he doesn't really like that finger pointed at him and kind of turns his face away get that finger outta his face man . . . ]

I am-- [ connor hon no you're doing it again-- quick! make it look like you're not frowning!

or not . . . ]

Not. [ see this is his normal face . . . ]

fancy meeting you here my dear owlie

[epichysis]

Hmm? [Iris tilts her head a bit, blinking. OH WELL EXCUSE YOU, MR. ASSASSIN! Why don't you try fighting to save the damn world, why don't you?! Pssh.] But...you're here now, so... [She is so brightside-y it's gross. She smiles warmly.] ...you still have time!

[Her, too. That's...a relief. No sadness. No darkness.

Also Connor

Connor that is not helping stop while you're ahead. Please. Iris ends up laughing again, and suddenly reaches over---because what is this personal space you speak of---and uses her fingers to pull each side of his mouth upward to create a smile.

N o p e. She lets go, and bursts into laughter again.]

It's stuck that way...!