Dance with the waves, move with the sea,
Satisfied to know what the mirror does, and relieved to see Asta's horns shift back into place, Thal smiles sharply. "I'm glad to hear it." At least he seems happy with whatever applications he comes up with. It's a much preferable topic than that of house crashers.
Thinking of the miserable party that awaits her, Thal groans around the shadow of a smile on her face. "Desthpite my insthisthtence otherwisthe." She shouldn't feel special; they're always looking for a reason to drink, and this is just another excuse, but she still can't help the warm sense of comradery. Setting her glass on the table, she gives him a sly grin. "I'd invite you, but I'm not sthure it'sth your kind of party." His carefully curated clothes would be soiled in seconds by grimy hands or drunken excrements. And despite his intimidating presence, her crew wouldn't hesitate to tease and torment him regarding his appearance. It doesn't give her the impression that he'd have a good time.
She holds her hands behind her head as she shoots Asta a playful smile. "But I owe you a botthle of whisthkey, stho you'll have to come over at sthome point." It might not be as exciting a prospect, but hopefully the consolation prize would be enough.
Thinking of the miserable party that awaits her, Thal groans around the shadow of a smile on her face. "Desthpite my insthisthtence otherwisthe." She shouldn't feel special; they're always looking for a reason to drink, and this is just another excuse, but she still can't help the warm sense of comradery. Setting her glass on the table, she gives him a sly grin. "I'd invite you, but I'm not sthure it'sth your kind of party." His carefully curated clothes would be soiled in seconds by grimy hands or drunken excrements. And despite his intimidating presence, her crew wouldn't hesitate to tease and torment him regarding his appearance. It doesn't give her the impression that he'd have a good time.
She holds her hands behind her head as she shoots Asta a playful smile. "But I owe you a botthle of whisthkey, stho you'll have to come over at sthome point." It might not be as exciting a prospect, but hopefully the consolation prize would be enough.
Thalassa
let the rhythm of the water set your soul free.
