“Fine, fine,” Torin agrees as he pulls the clothes out of a large wardrobe and sets them on his bed. I pick up the first item and stare at it before staring at the second item.
“I will wear yesterday’s clothes.”
“Or you could let me dress you,” he says, but the happiness in his voice tells me that I should dash his hopes and dreams and say no.
He reaches out and tugs gently on my shirt while he beams at me.
“Your happiness sickens me.”
Torin switches to a smolder, so I switch to a glower. He just laughs and whips my shirt off before picking up the first item he brought and sliding my arm through a sleeve. He wraps the other side around, slipping a fabric strap through a notch in the side and looping my arm into the mix. Then he does a swift knot on the side.
“Comfortable, right? Much better than those ill-fitting clothes you keep putting me in.”
I… do suppose that I have made him wear my clothes since he arrived. It’s not my fault he’s a giant and doesn’t fit well in them… and that the idea of clothes shopping sounds about as fun for me as riding the subway is for him.
Ah well.
He whips my pants down before I realize what’s happening.
Torin tsks. “I was hoping you were naked underneath.”
“So I gather,” I say as he glances at my package through my underwear anyway, like maybe he’s going to try his hand at X-ray vision. “Can you see through clothes?”
“Sure thought I’d try,” he mutters. “You want to try seeing through my clothes?”
“Not necessarily.”
He sighs and helps me into the pants. I look at myself in the mirror and then raise an eyebrow while I question what exactly I’m wearing. It might be comfortable, but I look a bit odd. I guess I’m just not used to seeing myself in such unusual clothes.
I head straight to the library where Torin soon meets me with another lackluster concoction of food. The two of us then continue searching through the books until Torin and Kit have had enough and need a break.
“Can we go outside the palace?” I ask curiously.
“Yes, of course. You’re not confined to the palace. You are not my sweet and sexy prisoner of lov?—”
I walk off before he can finish that.
The halls are still confusing, so I don’t actually get too far, and he quickly catches up.
“Let me show you the wonders of my world,” Torin says as he parades me up to the front of the palace before sliding open the large door that looks like it weighs hundreds of pounds with ease. He waves me through with a beaming expression on his face. It’s quite concerning how happy he is.
“The stables are that way, and this way we head off into the abyss!”
“The abyss sounds worrisome.”
“It’s really just the road out toward town. I didn’t know how else to make it sound exciting,” he admits as we pass through a large open gate to a crossroads. The road to the left leads us into town, but he takes the right road.
“Where’s this go?”
“Just out,” he says.
I point toward the town. “That way looks more fun.”
“This way is definitely more fun. But since you hate riding horses, you will have to use your legs and walk. It is not illegal to walk here like it is in your world.”
“Ah… right,” I say, uncertain whether he’s being sarcastic about believing my little lie. “Are we heading to that pond where your buddy lives who eats the people you don’t like?”
“I considered it. But you still have uses for the time being.”
