Thalassa
In the back of my mind, I'm still overseas
Her eyebrow raises in subtle surprise at his offer and the accompanying implication. The blue of her eyes takes him in again, lingering on the way the words leave his lips. Maybe if she can get her own tongue to behave, she might like to find out what he claims his can do. After all, he may be lankier than the guys she usually goes for, but if his confidence is any indication... she could make an exception. For now, she has difficulty hiding the smirk that threatens to escape, convinced it must be the alcohol and flames that briefly heat her blood. Thal shrugs her shoulders as she schools her expression. "I don'th know. I'm a pretthy tough cathe." Her eyes hold a challenge, fire reflecting in their stubborn gaze. Whether it's her lisp or other activities, he was going to have his work cut out for him.
The topic of getting his sister a gift should be safe territory, but her mind still trails in the gutter, and his mention of binding elicits all sorts of other uses for the restraints that she doesn't think a brother would appreciate (not that she knows he can see the explicit images of handcuffs, chains, trailing fingers, licking flames, and growing tension). Instead, she just bites her lip as if in innocent thought, not realizing that the anger is slowly slipping into the darkness. "Bondage might not be the best idea..." Clearing her throat, Thal waves a flippant hand at the mention of 'handsy types.' "There are plenty of thothe in the world. Jutht teach her to fight." Because items are helpful, but no one can deny that a girl should know how to defend herself.
The topic of getting his sister a gift should be safe territory, but her mind still trails in the gutter, and his mention of binding elicits all sorts of other uses for the restraints that she doesn't think a brother would appreciate (not that she knows he can see the explicit images of handcuffs, chains, trailing fingers, licking flames, and growing tension). Instead, she just bites her lip as if in innocent thought, not realizing that the anger is slowly slipping into the darkness. "Bondage might not be the best idea..." Clearing her throat, Thal waves a flippant hand at the mention of 'handsy types.' "There are plenty of thothe in the world. Jutht teach her to fight." Because items are helpful, but no one can deny that a girl should know how to defend herself.
