[ it's a risk worth having to take, casting suspicion on himself. Elizabeth forgets that, because of her, he stuck out like a sore thumb as the one guy screaming at Diva before she was eventually killed. he's the only other person to have been voted to be killed that is alive. her actions have already run the possibility of making him look suspicious to people other than herself. and yeah, a grown man like him could have very well denied her. he could have told her to shove it and question Diva herself. that damned charm of hers, though...

he won't be fooled by it. not anymore. ]

Oh, shut up with what shit, will you? Chivalry is teaching you how to play pool and letting you try and use a camera. I think I've done enough for a stranger. It's about time you start returning the goddamn favor.

[ they're awfully close at this point, with Elizabeth pressed into the stall and Bigby having eliminated any distance between them. an awkward scenario, in the grand scheme of things. he's shirtless and pressed up into her, with both of them wet at that. could be worse. he could be... completely naked...?? either way, her answer is justifiable enough and he's beginning to believe he isn't about to get anything more. just when he thinks to pull away, however, Elizabeth is foolish enough to press her knee up into his groin.

oh, he's growling now. that's a low blow, both literally and figuratively. ]

Heh. Do it, Ms. Elizabeth. I fucking dare you.

[ he challenges her. Bigby leans in and down towards her, pressing his forehead against hers. she'd find his crotch actually digging into her knee at this point. as much as he would love to say that it was relieving to feel, he was far too sensitive there. but he ignores it, too prideful and stubborn to back down now when she threatens him. ]

Not very nice of you to tease the idea of doing the same thing that happened to me from trying to help.