[ those years lost in the world and lost in life still exist in him in other ways. he doesn't con wives and daughters away from their families, doesn't drink and fight until dawn or seek to swindle riches from those that don't deserve them any longer. but Dyson still remembers when to smile, how to word things in just the right way and when to say nothing at all.
considering who he is and what he's been through, he doesn't see himself as a man that makes careless and fleeting connections. there could be something meaningful here, if he wanted it to mean something. but he doesn't. that's the punch line. he doesn't think he deserves anything lasting from anyone after the things he's done. Vex isn't to blame and Kenzi is still dead and no matter what he does, what he gives up, he still always manages to hurt the people closest to him ( like Bo ) when all he wants to do is help. he'd feel guilty for wanting something so casual, so carnal and primal at its most basic levels—if Caroline didn't seem so willing to pass the time with him, too. ]
What can I say? I never learned to pull my punches. Never saw the point. Especially not in front of a beautiful woman. [ he looks a little sheepish about the matter but don't buy it for a second. once she brings up work, that has him throwing back a long drink of his beer before he sets it down in front of him to match her. ] I was a homicide detective, among other things. [ a warrior, a lieutenant to the blood king up until recently, not to mention subservient to the Ash. ] Were you always a bartender?
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considering who he is and what he's been through, he doesn't see himself as a man that makes careless and fleeting connections. there could be something meaningful here, if he wanted it to mean something. but he doesn't. that's the punch line. he doesn't think he deserves anything lasting from anyone after the things he's done. Vex isn't to blame and Kenzi is still dead and no matter what he does, what he gives up, he still always manages to hurt the people closest to him ( like Bo ) when all he wants to do is help. he'd feel guilty for wanting something so casual, so carnal and primal at its most basic levels—if Caroline didn't seem so willing to pass the time with him, too. ]
What can I say? I never learned to pull my punches. Never saw the point. Especially not in front of a beautiful woman. [ he looks a little sheepish about the matter but don't buy it for a second. once she brings up work, that has him throwing back a long drink of his beer before he sets it down in front of him to match her. ] I was a homicide detective, among other things. [ a warrior, a lieutenant to the blood king up until recently, not to mention subservient to the Ash. ] Were you always a bartender?