And I'm split in half, but that'll have to do
"She was. My first two times, even." The aviator adds with a sly smile, though it occurs to him that perhaps while it was okay to be forthright about his times in the brothel, maybe he shouldn't discuss his sex life with Isla. Equally, Mateo was his best friend, so...?
"Mhm, Isla. Lockwood." Adding her last name just in case it helped, which was silly because the botanist of course knew exactly who he meant, Everest turns to pull the kettle from the element so it would cease its earsplitting song.
"No. I nearly did, though the other night at the Ball." Or, after the Ball. "It's hard to know, because I've never felt it, but this certainly seems like what it should feel like." Ever reasons, before turning and pouring the water into the mugs Mateo had set out for them.
"Mhm, Isla. Lockwood." Adding her last name just in case it helped, which was silly because the botanist of course knew exactly who he meant, Everest turns to pull the kettle from the element so it would cease its earsplitting song.
"No. I nearly did, though the other night at the Ball." Or, after the Ball. "It's hard to know, because I've never felt it, but this certainly seems like what it should feel like." Ever reasons, before turning and pouring the water into the mugs Mateo had set out for them.
