PHOEBE
there's a bulletproof bond
Why? Oh, for Frey's sake. Blood drained from her face, knowing she lacked the ability to lie. She could try, but it would be obvious. Better to just out with it rather than prolong the suffering and embarrassment. "Pim was a gift to me from the god of sexuality and passion, and he just locked us in a bedroom - what do you think the reason is?" she said, face bright red, but equally irritated at the situation. Though, not because she felt claustrophobic, but because of the nerve of that little dragon. He was supposed to help protect her not lock her in rooms with men she just met right after she broke up with her boyfriend!
That he thought he was just going to climb out the window made her stop and gape though. "Climb out the window?? With what support?" she said. The building was made of stone, and there really wasn't much in the way of anything between the second story window and the ground of the alleyway below. "Are you just going to jump?" Worry tinged her voice. Sure, she could probably patch him up, but setting potentially broken limbs was a bit outside her wheelhouse.
That he thought he was just going to climb out the window made her stop and gape though. "Climb out the window?? With what support?" she said. The building was made of stone, and there really wasn't much in the way of anything between the second story window and the ground of the alleyway below. "Are you just going to jump?" Worry tinged her voice. Sure, she could probably patch him up, but setting potentially broken limbs was a bit outside her wheelhouse.
between me and you
