your touch brought forth an incandescent glow, tarnished but so grand
"Great." Flora confirms brightly, no longer quite sure what to expect now that the captain is supporting the idea, but of course having absolutely no intentions of backing down either.
Normally those words would have the queen inclined to give onlookers something to look at, but Jack's tone suggests their eyes aren't roving over her in quite the way she'd normally have thought. Tilting her head in slightly, the queen hides the feathering of her jaw against the captain's chest in order not to give away their cover, though her fingertips do flex subtly against his back as her thoughts turn a deep scarlet.
As he straightens, Flora beams up at him even though her eyes remain sharp and cold; no one save for Jack would be able to tell she was anything other than girlishly happy to see the skyship appear. How do you want to play this? She thinks, turning and making a fuss over pointing up at the ship as if it might have escaped Jack's notice.
We could try and separate them..?
Normally those words would have the queen inclined to give onlookers something to look at, but Jack's tone suggests their eyes aren't roving over her in quite the way she'd normally have thought. Tilting her head in slightly, the queen hides the feathering of her jaw against the captain's chest in order not to give away their cover, though her fingertips do flex subtly against his back as her thoughts turn a deep scarlet.
As he straightens, Flora beams up at him even though her eyes remain sharp and cold; no one save for Jack would be able to tell she was anything other than girlishly happy to see the skyship appear. How do you want to play this? She thinks, turning and making a fuss over pointing up at the ship as if it might have escaped Jack's notice.
We could try and separate them..?
