Life is either a daring adventure or nothing.
His words send a mock look of having 'been caught' across her face, like she hadn't meant for him to hear all of her teasing insults. Her eyes wide with 'worry' that she might have offended him, Thal raises a hand to her chest. "I'm so sorry. I didn't think you could hear me from all the way up there." And with another coy wink, she turns to her own collection of dry clothes. They're much the same as her previous outfit, although her pants aren't quite as tight.
She doesn't turn away or hide as she changes, her pale skin and ample curves on full display as she strips, wraps herself in flames to dry off, then redresses. Her eyes brush briefly over Asta, taking note of how severe his injuries must have been, but she doesn't stare, already familiar enough not to find it worth lingering over.
As her loose black shirt slips over her head, she gives him a playful smile. "Glad to hear it. I'd hate for you to freeze when I was just starting to find you interesting." She sticks her tongue out at him in retaliation for earlier, making her way to the cushioned chairs near the fire. When she passes the table, she snags the bottle of bourbon along with their glasses before plopping down in the chair sideways, offering Asta his newly filled drink as she stretches her toes towards the fire.
She doesn't turn away or hide as she changes, her pale skin and ample curves on full display as she strips, wraps herself in flames to dry off, then redresses. Her eyes brush briefly over Asta, taking note of how severe his injuries must have been, but she doesn't stare, already familiar enough not to find it worth lingering over.
As her loose black shirt slips over her head, she gives him a playful smile. "Glad to hear it. I'd hate for you to freeze when I was just starting to find you interesting." She sticks her tongue out at him in retaliation for earlier, making her way to the cushioned chairs near the fire. When she passes the table, she snags the bottle of bourbon along with their glasses before plopping down in the chair sideways, offering Asta his newly filled drink as she stretches her toes towards the fire.
Thalassa
