"Battle feeds hatred and fear. Here, people like you. They may not seem like it, but they do. Why do you so desperately want to be feared?" She didn’t want to admit she’d begun to feel for Han. Not when she knew his say on intimacy and romance and relationships.
"I enjoy seeing people have their hatred of me turn to fear. I enjoy watching them beg for their lives, as I ignore them. I enjoy seeing others experience what it means to be regarded as insignificant." Yes, when one got right down to it, Han was not exactly someone you wanted around. "A weapon that is not feared is nothing. I have experienced what it means not to be feared, and my pain was greater than it is now. Why would I want to invite undue pain onto myself?"
Who said it was tiny? "You’re safer here than you are there."
The idea that anyone actually wanted to be around a man like Han eluded the larger man unfortunately. “Safety means nothing. I am no more safe here than I am anywhere else, and that is not a concern of mine. I prefer danger, for at least then I am not seen as being beneath others. Battle makes everyone’s status equal, and defines them by skill, not birth.”
"You’re the only one they’ve tried to force me with that I enjoy the company of. Please, stay."
"Alright, then we’ll forget the awkward sexual problems for a moment. I am in no position to give you a child, or a happy life. Are you truly willing to sacrifice potential long term happiness by clinging to someone you only like a tiny bit?"
"N-no, don’t go."
"You ignore me more often than not, and what I say in passing you seem to dwell on; this hardly seems like it is something you are going to want to pursue long term. Unless of course, your personal happiness is not important to you, and that simply does not make sense."
"I do not know. You have been acting strangely as of late. If you do not desire my presence, tell me so that I might depart back to Iwa and quit wasting your time."
"Message received, Han."
"I still do not know if we have managed to get back to way we were."
"I don’t know. Seeing as you don’t do sexual things, I find it hard to say yes."
"Look. I have no real interest in that sort of thing. But what I am trying to ensure is that you don’t look upon me as someone who would force myself upon you. Unless you desired that."
"No. I was just stating that I could imagine it. I didn’t say you would do it.”
"The question is, do you want me to do it?"
"Thing is, I could see you doing it. Dominating me. You’re clearly stronger than I am." It was hard for her to admit, but it was true. "If you really wanted to."
"Are you afraid that I will suddenly decide to force myself upon you? How utterly barbaric and repulsive."
"You’re the one always saying you don’t care about sex."
"And I don’t. But faced with the options of stabbing you or shooting you, dominating you seemed like the best option."
"I was more concerned that I was being thought of that way."
"In what way?" Clearly he wasn’t getting the issue.
"You’re actually asking that? I didn’t imagine you would care about something like that."
"I don’t. But you seem to, and clearly it bothers you that I didn’t know, so clearly it needs to be discussed."
"I… guess that’s one way to put it."
"So which do you prefer? To dominate or to be dominated?"
"…. You really think I’d get off on being dominated?"
"The way I see it, either you would find it erotic to have someone able to dominate you, which would be no small feat given your strength of will, or you would find it erotic to dominate others. I do not know which is the case, but I did think it was the best of the three options for you."
"I said it’s nothing.”
"I’m aware. And it’s clearly a lie, so either you can tell me what’s really bothering you or we you can constantly second guess yourself every time you think about me from now until your death."