Do what? This? [And with that feigned air of ignorance, he returns the kiss with one of his own while they've still got the privacy of that stupid hat– his just the slightest bit more insistent than her last.
But only because it was her suggestion. Really.
He draws away, a considerable silence following her question as if he were seriously mulling it over – does he know he's actually fun? – before finally leveling her with a look far too solemn for anyone to take seriously.]
Just don't go telling everyone. Ruins the surprise.
[In a city already full of conspiracies, the fact that Adam Jensen knows the meaning of the word "fun" is probably the best-kept secret in all of Prague– and he'd very much like to keep it that way. Crazy as it might seem, this reputation he's got for being a quiet, unapproachable loner suits him just fine. Keeps people from asking questions. He's always been someone who values his privacy, but in light of things – the person currently by his side, namely – lately it's felt so much more crucial to maintain.
...Especially because no one at the agency really needs to know that two of their biggest wild cards are spending this much time together. He's wreaked enough havoc on his boss's blood pressure as it is.]
I can do fun. [One of his wry half-smiles tugs at the corner of his mouth. See? Cutting loose.] But I just can't help but notice that there's a lot of overlap between things you find fun and things that tend to piss the state police off.
[You can take the cat out of the jungle... But you can't take the master thief out of the INTERPOL agent. Or something like that. Not that he's exactly Mr. Straight and Narrow himself – and he's never really tried to convince Isha otherwise – but someone's got to make a half-hearted, token attempt at being the advocate for the path of morality here. Or at least the advocate for the path of not making a habit out of gatecrashing highly visible events.]
it's aliiiiive
But only because it was her suggestion. Really.
He draws away, a considerable silence following her question as if he were seriously mulling it over – does he know he's actually fun? – before finally leveling her with a look far too solemn for anyone to take seriously.]
Just don't go telling everyone. Ruins the surprise.
[In a city already full of conspiracies, the fact that Adam Jensen knows the meaning of the word "fun" is probably the best-kept secret in all of Prague– and he'd very much like to keep it that way. Crazy as it might seem, this reputation he's got for being a quiet, unapproachable loner suits him just fine. Keeps people from asking questions. He's always been someone who values his privacy, but in light of things – the person currently by his side, namely – lately it's felt so much more crucial to maintain.
...Especially because no one at the agency really needs to know that two of their biggest wild cards are spending this much time together. He's wreaked enough havoc on his boss's blood pressure as it is.]
I can do fun. [One of his wry half-smiles tugs at the corner of his mouth. See? Cutting loose.] But I just can't help but notice that there's a lot of overlap between things you find fun and things that tend to piss the state police off.
[You can take the cat out of the jungle... But you can't take the master thief out of the INTERPOL agent. Or something like that. Not that he's exactly Mr. Straight and Narrow himself – and he's never really tried to convince Isha otherwise – but someone's got to make a half-hearted, token attempt at being the advocate for the path of morality here. Or at least the advocate for the path of not making a habit out of gatecrashing highly visible events.]