your touch brought forth an incandescent glow, tarnished but so grand
The whole thing is as real as it isn't, from the affection that's just for show to the words with their double meanings. If Flora thinks about that for too long she'll likely get all blue thinking about the one-sided nature of their relationship (and gods just wait until Asta manages to tell her that she's only gone and bloody done it with him as well), and so she simply doesn't. Not for now, anyway, instead choosing to take full advantage of the situation by threading her fingers up the captain's jawline and into his hair, forcing his lips sweetly against hers.
Dealer's choice, the queen purrs, pretending to adjust her bag in order to better catch the words whispered against her ear before climbing the ladder.
Once on deck, Flora waits for Jack before ambling a short distance away that they might not be in the way of the rest of the passengers trying to board, but not so far as to lose sight of their quarry. "Maybe a drink to pass the time?" She suggests out loud, both for appearance's sake and also because why not. It was a long flight back to Torchline and there was no need to be hasty.
Dealer's choice, the queen purrs, pretending to adjust her bag in order to better catch the words whispered against her ear before climbing the ladder.
Once on deck, Flora waits for Jack before ambling a short distance away that they might not be in the way of the rest of the passengers trying to board, but not so far as to lose sight of their quarry. "Maybe a drink to pass the time?" She suggests out loud, both for appearance's sake and also because why not. It was a long flight back to Torchline and there was no need to be hasty.
