“Oh,” Roxanne hadn’t really ever questioned the labels before. She’d grown up with girlfriend and boyfriend, husband and wife. It was a struggle to remember to think outside of that sometimes. She did try, though, “That makes sense, I just haven’t heard that in the context of a person before, just animals.”
“Respect…” Roxanne echoed, looking down at the blue hand on her knee. She sighed, did she respect Megamind? Not his villainy… but his genius? the man that she saw glimpses of occasionally when the act slipped? That man she did respect. She admired his tenacity and his creativity. She’d never realized that he might think highly of her as well. He respected her privacy and took care to maintain their strange working relationship… but that it might be more than professional courtesy… suddenly she wasn’t sure how to feel. Especially considering that her Megamind might not even be around anymore.
Keeping her muddled thoughts to herself, she instead marveled, “You know… I’ve never actually seen Megamind’s hands before. Not this close, anyway. The only time I’ve ever seen him without his gloves was years ago when I interviewed him in prison,” she bit her lip at the memory, he was so different there. He’d hardly seemed like the man she knew. It had been the only time she’d ever actually been scared of him, seeing him bound to a chair with straps, snarling at the guards with a murderous expression she’d never seen on him before. Letting out a breath, Roxanne refocused, “Your nails are lovely.”
Harrison’s face shifted from a serious to a wide grin. That crack about animals was a bit rude but he’s a sucker for a compliment.
“Let me know if you need a manicurist,” he boasts. “I get a simple buff with a light purple clear coat most of the time. It brings out the color in my cheeks. But Ivy does this absolutely divine hand massage with a geranium sea salt scrub. Of course, I take better care of my skin than those of us blue people who became villains. Their hands are always so rough and scarred! I’ve been trying to evangelize to Syx about the wonders of moisturizer, but I’m afraid it falls on deaf ears.” And he rolled his eyes melodramatically.
Roxanne had to laugh, “I don’t know about completely deaf ears. My Megamind took well to eyeliner and contouring after I demoed it for him. That was one of my favorite early kidnappings. I think you just have to frame it in the right light, it’s all about presentation after all.”
With a joyful grin, she shook her head at the offer, “It sounds lovely, but also expensive Mr. Billionare. I’ll stick to my once a month mani-pedi treat at the nail salon. Some of us have budgets.”
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