Nikolai Leonidovich Skalov // Jaime Lannister (ser_jaime) wrote in doorslogs,
He was starting to feel that something was a little off. Something about her, perhaps. Or maybe he just didn't like the feeling of being trapped - he'd been incarcerated for a long time and yet he never quite got used to it. She wasn't herself, but Jaime couldn't quite put his finger on it.
If it was that Harley woman, which seemed entirely possible considering he wasn't Nikolai, surely she would look different. Jaime after all looked nothing like his Russian host.
"Alright. I'll indulge your curiosity," he said as he turned to look at her over his shoulder.
"My name is Jaime." He was beginning to think that all blonde women had streaks of madness in them.
He didn't mind her touching the periphery of his clothes. That was easier than having to explain why he had Nikolai's key, phone and wallet, and a gold cast of a hand in his pockets.
"I know nothing about you other than a name and the fact that you're his latest bed-warmer. Will you tell me about yourself as well?"