She doesn't answer straight away, just frowns a little and thinks. Her snakes rustle and hiss, but given some of them stretch out to lay flickering kisses across his face, she's not mad.
(if she were mad, the snakes would be biting)
"I...can't really remember our deal," she admits, reaching up to let her snakes glide about her hand. "It was a long time ago." For her, anyway, and Medusa's memory is really quite terrible in the linear-time sense (she's a hunter; life is in the present, not future or past). "But I thought...it wasn't 'serious', exactly, just...we don't have our thing with other people."
Medusa bites her bottom lip, still frowning slightly. "But we aren't changing, are we?"
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Date: 2010-03-13 01:57 am (UTC)(if she were mad, the snakes would be biting)
"I...can't really remember our deal," she admits, reaching up to let her snakes glide about her hand. "It was a long time ago." For her, anyway, and Medusa's memory is really quite terrible in the linear-time sense (she's a hunter; life is in the present, not future or past). "But I thought...it wasn't 'serious', exactly, just...we don't have our thing with other people."
Medusa bites her bottom lip, still frowning slightly. "But we aren't changing, are we?"