Imprints in Stone [AU]

[Bethany]

"Good," Bethany says firmly. "Now... any questions or other concerns- that we haven't talked about yet- about, uh, work?"

[Carver Amell]

"How am I meant to tell real clients from fake ones?"

[Bethany]

"Uh, well... I guess it's the same as spotting any other sort of customer that's not got or isn't willing to give the coin for, errr, services rendered." Bethany giggles a little. "Honestly, we'd be best off with asking one of the actual whores for tips. We're so far behind on a lot of things, it's... I hated it," she admits, tone shifting partway through her reply. "I want to be helping them, but I feel like I'm constantly asking them for help."

[Carver Amell]

Carver nods. "Yeah. I know that feels. I'll sit down with someone before we get started this week?"

[Bethany]

Bethany nods back. "And... okay. Two more things I wanted to sorta talk about. One's quicker but a jump in topic. Varric. Specifically, I want dinner to go well and to find out a lot about this Seeker. Maybe asks the Bandanas about them today? See, see, my thought is that Varric doesn't like sex and Helene is stuck in a kid body so no sex so maybe we should fix them up with each other! Varric was so sweet and protective when he was talking about them, I think he might like them!" And then Carver is reminded his sister is a sixteen-year-old-girl.

[Carver Amell]

Carver gives her an odd look. "I mean, I guess? Isn't it weird to be like, setting your dad up on dates?"

[Bethany]

His twin sniffs dismissively. "You're a boy, you don't get it," she says sagely. "But it's important."

[Carver Amell]

"uh. Should I not show up?"

[Bethany]

"What? No! Don't be silly. If they're going to be Dad's love interest, they have to be able to get along with both of us. Besides, I want your take on them. It'd be great of they could be together but only of they're good enough for him," Bethany says firmly. Her lips quirk upwards. "Consider this a warning on how I'll be when you find something," she adds slyly.

[Carver Amell]

Carver shakes his head. "You know me. I always put my foot in it."

[Bethany]

Bethany reaches over to take his hand. "You get overwhelmed and speak first. But you don't really mean it," she says kindly. "You're just... very reactive."

[Carver Amell]

Carver takes her hand this time. "If you're sure," he warns, but there's a small smile on his lips. 

[Bethany]

"The... loyalty and protectiveness and support and... sweetness you give is worth the unthinking words you spill out from time to time," she assures him. "So... last topic?"

[Carver Amell]

Carver nods. "alright, last one."

[Bethany]

"How do we tell Dad about the entire brothel thing? 'cause he's gonna find out and probably not that far off and telling him would be better than him finding out on his own I figure but how the fuck do you even start that conversation?" Bethany gets that all out in one rapid fire breath, then falls to panting for a moment.