you look like my next mistake
Pressing herself against him, Flora lets herself try and understand what it might be like to be with someone in such a transactional way. Before knowing what she did about him, she'd certainly thought that she'd been successful in making him want her, at least in certain respects. In bed, as an ally, as a confidant...Whatever had been disingenuine about it before, was just as disingenuine now, and surely she'd be a fool to let something like a little bit of knowledge ruin an otherwise good thing.
Snorting at that—if it was anyone else she'd have just thought they were blowing smoke up their own ass—Flora shrugs. If he was content with his situation in so far as politics went, that just made it easier for her, now didn't it?
Trying to think nothing of the way he leaned against her, Flora couldn't help but laugh as Safrin's name slipped from his lips: The goddess who'd send the majority of the men in her family running? That's what Jack wanted from her? "Pfff, easy." Unlike Jack, Flora is bragging, and there's not a single corner of her mind that feels bad about it either.
Straightening somewhat if only so that she could look at Jack properly, Flora stilled for a moment before the corner of her lip quirked to the side. "If you take me on a date, a real one, I'll call down Safrin for you." Close enough to smell the tobacco rolling off his lips and the sea clinging to his hair, the Doubletake raises her eyebrows.
"Deal?"
Snorting at that—if it was anyone else she'd have just thought they were blowing smoke up their own ass—Flora shrugs. If he was content with his situation in so far as politics went, that just made it easier for her, now didn't it?
Trying to think nothing of the way he leaned against her, Flora couldn't help but laugh as Safrin's name slipped from his lips: The goddess who'd send the majority of the men in her family running? That's what Jack wanted from her? "Pfff, easy." Unlike Jack, Flora is bragging, and there's not a single corner of her mind that feels bad about it either.
Straightening somewhat if only so that she could look at Jack properly, Flora stilled for a moment before the corner of her lip quirked to the side. "If you take me on a date, a real one, I'll call down Safrin for you." Close enough to smell the tobacco rolling off his lips and the sea clinging to his hair, the Doubletake raises her eyebrows.
"Deal?"
