Dance with the waves, move with the sea,
The topic of creepy eyes and shadowy figures is one she's happy to leave behind, glancing down at the scars that become more exposed with each movement. Some may feel pity or disgust for the display, but Thal isn't bothered by the gnarled appearance, knowing that it's a visual representation of all that he's overcome to transform into the man before her. So she doesn't hide the way her eyes dip to the opening of his shirt before lifting back up with a playful grin. "Watsch outh. If you keep thowing that musch thkin, I mighth think you were theduthing me." Apparently the 'CH's also give her trouble (don't worry Asta, the 'Z's will be just as tricky), but she hides the irritating information with a joking wink.
Although his offer to relocate to his office doesn't help the joke. Her cheeks stretch into a wider smile to fight the laugh that tries to escape. Perhaps it's the alcohol kicking in, or the fact that Asta is being such a polite and accommodating gentleman about the strange situation, but she can feel the anger dissipating by the second. Annoyance and frustration still tinge her actions and mood, but none of it is directed at the Burcher when she says, "That'th a fanthathtic idea." Thal downs the dregs of her current beverage and moves to the edge of the booth, ready to follow him.
Although his offer to relocate to his office doesn't help the joke. Her cheeks stretch into a wider smile to fight the laugh that tries to escape. Perhaps it's the alcohol kicking in, or the fact that Asta is being such a polite and accommodating gentleman about the strange situation, but she can feel the anger dissipating by the second. Annoyance and frustration still tinge her actions and mood, but none of it is directed at the Burcher when she says, "That'th a fanthathtic idea." Thal downs the dregs of her current beverage and moves to the edge of the booth, ready to follow him.
Thalassa
let the rhythm of the water set your soul free.
