Life is either a daring adventure or nothing.
Asta's playfully exaggerated dramatics buy him low chuckles and amused smirks, her humor flowing as freely as the alcohol down her throat. She even reaches forward to poke at him like he may fall apart at the literal seems, chuckling low and bright. "I could barely even tell, but don't worry, your secret's safe with me." Her wink promises more than that, even as she turns to curl back into her chair.
At his words, it's her turn to lift a hand dramatically to her chest, a 'relieved' sigh leaving her. "Again, such a gentleman." To be so kind as to bury her beneath the waves. She could ask for nothing more. But as for her First Mate, "Oh no. I fully expect Spook to spend the rest of his days loyally drowning his sorrows in a tavern somewhere, never to work a ship again. Maybe he'll even commission a song about me." One with beautiful melodies and angelic voices that crackle like flames.
For hours they continue to talk, joking and bantering about whatever ideas flow their way as they bask in the warmth of fire and friendship. Whether morning or sleep comes first, they find contentment in the company, strength in their shared secrets.
[FIN]
At his words, it's her turn to lift a hand dramatically to her chest, a 'relieved' sigh leaving her. "Again, such a gentleman." To be so kind as to bury her beneath the waves. She could ask for nothing more. But as for her First Mate, "Oh no. I fully expect Spook to spend the rest of his days loyally drowning his sorrows in a tavern somewhere, never to work a ship again. Maybe he'll even commission a song about me." One with beautiful melodies and angelic voices that crackle like flames.
For hours they continue to talk, joking and bantering about whatever ideas flow their way as they bask in the warmth of fire and friendship. Whether morning or sleep comes first, they find contentment in the company, strength in their shared secrets.
[FIN]
Thalassa
