Another huff of a laugh escapes Derek and he shakes his head. "Wow, all right," he thinks aloud. The last thing he wants to be doing is dancing, because yeah, Derek has plenty of pent up energy right now, but the thing is...he's more than a little self-conscious when it comes to doing things that are that liberating: singing, dancing; things that are better saved, in his opinion, for intimate and private moments with someone he trusts not to poke fun at him.
But then she's giving him that look and Derek's expression drops. "Oh, come on, don't look at me like that, Katniss, that's not fair," he complains. She has no way of knowing that those sorts of expressions remind him of Paige, of Cora, of Laura, when things were good and how weak he is when it comes to shutting someone down when they're looking at him like that. It's like begging without the pathetic overtone.
Derek looks around, frowning slightly, before looking back at Katniss with his brow creased dubiously. "...seriously? You…really?"
It's pretty clear by his tone that he's lost most of the willpower in him to actually outright tell her no, but it's his last ditch effort to get her to change her mind on her own.
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But then she's giving him that look and Derek's expression drops. "Oh, come on, don't look at me like that, Katniss, that's not fair," he complains. She has no way of knowing that those sorts of expressions remind him of Paige, of Cora, of Laura, when things were good and how weak he is when it comes to shutting someone down when they're looking at him like that. It's like begging without the pathetic overtone.
Derek looks around, frowning slightly, before looking back at Katniss with his brow creased dubiously. "...seriously? You…really?"
It's pretty clear by his tone that he's lost most of the willpower in him to actually outright tell her no, but it's his last ditch effort to get her to change her mind on her own.