Judah Dashiell
Salvage Empire
"Hmmm....I don't know about any of those things. The kids could tell you about wine, in fact you know way more than me about wine, remember our little date? You seemed to be holding your own there. As for man cave...just my office. Nothing special inside that but my cigar case. Decorated to my style heavily there but no food heating implements."
Chuckling, he kissed her back on the cheek. With her head injury she wasn't making too much sense at times but that was to be expected. Plus,
Azula Tindara
could be forgiven if she was trying to not only impart wisdom but also navigate the tricky journey of being with him and the responsibilities that came along with it.
"Nothing stays the same, right. I get it. Why don't you lay down and nap? I can leave you alone, you seem to be alive so I think I can leave you unsupervised for a bit."
Chuckling, he kissed her back on the cheek. With her head injury she wasn't making too much sense at times but that was to be expected. Plus,
Azula Tindara
could be forgiven if she was trying to not only impart wisdom but also navigate the tricky journey of being with him and the responsibilities that came along with it."Nothing stays the same, right. I get it. Why don't you lay down and nap? I can leave you alone, you seem to be alive so I think I can leave you unsupervised for a bit."
