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[almightythirst]

Hey there, stranger. Don't think I gotta explain the situation: you called, I didn't pick up. Leave me a message and maybe I'll get back to you.

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[cashe]

In these months that body heat had her consistently curling up into him for warmth, or at least she could always use that excuse if it got too intense emotionally for her. It sometimes did, because she was falling so hard for him that it made her afraid of what could happen if she dared to let herself admit she'd fallen all the way in with him again.

She turned towards him and gave him a broad grin. "Oh could you darlin'? Lasso the moon? Bring it right down here to Earth purely for my own personal enjoyment." Wasn't there some old holiday movie that had something about lassoing the moon in it. She'd have to ask Chloe.

"And don't you worry, you don't gotta get me the moon. I'm usually content with shiny things a little closer to home."

Was it a reference to the ring? Maybe, she had been trying to figure out ways to hint at it to see his response. She made the references so benign though so she as treading very lightly. It would be easy to just brush it off as being a thief she liked jewelry if it got weird, but it had been on her mind a lot lately.

At least she can laugh at the other piece. "I guess those age jokes do kind of bite me in the ass." She laughs and pulls him closer still.

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Surely she doesn’t mean anything by it, but the comment still sends a shard of cold dread straight into Jesse’s chest. Play it cool, McCree. You’re getting paranoid here in your old age too apparently.

“Sure would be easier to lasso something shiny down where on the ground than it would be to get the moon. Especially since it’s no friend of mine these days, least when it’s full.”

See? That wasn’t so bad! Very casual.

“With Christmas coming up and all, though… I could use a hint or two. Y’know. If there was something you were in the market for, in that category. Shiny, I mean.”

That… was less casual. Still not the worst, but also not his best. He’s too close to this, and he knows he should back off the subject, but… shit. What if she’s implying something? Probably not, she just likes jewelry. She always has. That’s not weird. It’d be weirder if she’d be hinting she wanted a ring of all things. And if she’d seen the one he has, she’d just ask… right?

He’s really regretting not having hid it better to begin with.

[cashe]

The image of him lassoing the moon and ending up as a werewolf all the time is enough to make her chuckle. "Fair enough, let's just...leave the moon where it is."

Christmas always had been a weird time for her, after all it was another holiday she'd mostly been abandoned during. The last one in Deerington had been alright though, even if December had ended with a trip to the past on a doomed ship. She's wondering what could go possibly wrong and trying to let that go.

"Hmm. What do you get the girl that has everythin'?" That was a running joke amongst the gang back home. As far as material goods went, she really wasn't lacking. He'd done well last year, so she wasn't too worried now.

"Hadn't given it much thought. How about you? You got any ideas of what you'd want to get me?"

[almightythirst]

“That’s what makes this so hard,” Jesse admits, relaxing again. It’s just a stupid ring. Nothing to lose his head over.

“You’ve got just about every weapon you could want, and you know I’m not the best at picking out accessories and whatnot.” He is when it’s stuff for himself, but he can’t keep track of what Ashe has or might want. And he’s not about to just start buying stuff to buy it, only to find out she has four of something already.

“You got a hobby you’ve been wanting to pick up? Knitting maybe?” His good-natured smile takes on a bit of a sly edge. “Or maybe something for the bedroom…”