[He listens uncertainly. Their lives have both been difficult and treated them in ways that demanded resilience, but in different ways, he thinks. The burden of expectation, from a beautiful young woman to an owl-eyed scarecrow of a man will of course be different.
He doesn't know what the former is like, and knows, from experience and glancing, terrible moments of intense intellectual focus, that crime affects young women differently, and always has. They are not protected if they are beautiful; their memorial photos just might be more pleasing to the eye for mourners.]
Type...? Even if you were everyone's type...
[She is, he thinks, or close enough to it]
...or you weren't....
[He is not, he thinks, or close enough to it]
...your autonomy and will would still matter. Your consent matters. Letting someone possess you for any amount of time requires thought and agency... and I suppose that's true even if bodies never touch.
cw: prostitution, murder
He doesn't know what the former is like, and knows, from experience and glancing, terrible moments of intense intellectual focus, that crime affects young women differently, and always has. They are not protected if they are beautiful; their memorial photos just might be more pleasing to the eye for mourners.]
Type...? Even if you were everyone's type...
[She is, he thinks, or close enough to it]
...or you weren't....
[He is not, he thinks, or close enough to it]
...your autonomy and will would still matter. Your consent matters. Letting someone possess you for any amount of time requires thought and agency... and I suppose that's true even if bodies never touch.