[Caleb is quiet as the food is set before them, knowing he's been working around restaurants depending on his mood. It's not that he doesn't have the money but that he gets tired of dealing with the clerks that won't let him buy things. He has no letter, no collar, no contract.
So he's fought with some, and learned the places that will give submissives less grief than others do. This though is nice, both the company and not having to worry about things as much as he has some days.
So he's quiet, listening, thinking about what someone he'd thought was a friend said to him, as well as what the person he cared about had said. It's odd and he isn't sure how to reconcile it, but he's working on it. Or so he likes to think.]
Is it a role you wanted? I know here we don't get choice in a lot of it but back home did you?
[He really hopes Alaric did, knowing that he deserved it.]
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So he's fought with some, and learned the places that will give submissives less grief than others do. This though is nice, both the company and not having to worry about things as much as he has some days.
So he's quiet, listening, thinking about what someone he'd thought was a friend said to him, as well as what the person he cared about had said. It's odd and he isn't sure how to reconcile it, but he's working on it. Or so he likes to think.]
Is it a role you wanted? I know here we don't get choice in a lot of it but back home did you?
[He really hopes Alaric did, knowing that he deserved it.]