Fool me once, fool me twice
Are you death or paradise?
Are you death or paradise?
A teasing grin spreads across her face, all heat and suggestion of what 'things' she might be willing to offer in exchange should she run out of secrets. It's hard not to lose her curiosity in the glow of his eyes, the low lighting framing his platinum hair like horns, but she holds strong, ignoring the quirk of his lips that she's tempted to reach for.
She won't stoop to begging asking for information (yet), so she offers a coy smile and a nod of her head that seals the agreement. Her voice is barely above a whisper, potential thick on her tongue. "A secret for a secret." It goes without saying that she expects the truth, but part of her wonders if he'll attempt to lie, and she chooses to proceed with caution, nothing too big, nothing too important, nothing too revealing.
Thal files through her own secrets, skirting the dark patch that she tries to forget exists for something safer, leaning back slightly to ease the urge to lose herself in the pull of him, to reach out and ruin the opportunity. However, she doesn't step away or break eye contact, a playful smile on her lips when she offers her first piece of information. "My daggers are blessed by Dygra." Whether he knows what they do based on their previous battle is another question, but she'll keep it as a 'secret' for now, seeing how Vesper might choose to interpret the exchange.
She won't stoop to begging asking for information (yet), so she offers a coy smile and a nod of her head that seals the agreement. Her voice is barely above a whisper, potential thick on her tongue. "A secret for a secret." It goes without saying that she expects the truth, but part of her wonders if he'll attempt to lie, and she chooses to proceed with caution, nothing too big, nothing too important, nothing too revealing.
Thal files through her own secrets, skirting the dark patch that she tries to forget exists for something safer, leaning back slightly to ease the urge to lose herself in the pull of him, to reach out and ruin the opportunity. However, she doesn't step away or break eye contact, a playful smile on her lips when she offers her first piece of information. "My daggers are blessed by Dygra." Whether he knows what they do based on their previous battle is another question, but she'll keep it as a 'secret' for now, seeing how Vesper might choose to interpret the exchange.
Now you'll never see me cry
There's just no time to die
There's just no time to die
Thalassa
