it's just a bloodstain

marked me like a bloodstain

She doesn't yes Jack? him, doesn't increase her pace, hardly even smiles, though the captain will feel the way that her name on his lips has something tentatively unfurling inside of her mind.

Would Jack stay put the way she'd told Asta to, if she'd asked? Presumably he would, if only because the delight she'd get from it would be worth it to him. Not like Asta, who'd complied so long as it suited him before taking what he wanted regardless of what he'd said, before succumbing regardless of Flora's plans, however naive they might have been, regardless of—

Stifling a moan, not wanting to think about it, Flora gives her head a small shake as if to put out the circular fires that sparked to life in her mind. Using the fingers of her free hand, Flora removed the ring she'd recently been given, the one that could detect lies, and tossed it haphazardly across the bed. She'd rather hear Jack say a thousand fake things than have to endure the crimson silence of her thoughts any longer. "I want you." Her fingers tighten ever so slightly even as her pace remains the same, her eyes fixed pointedly on his.