[SE] shell we stay a while?

Thalassa

She scoffs, meeting his gaze with enough challenge of her own. "Sure, as friends, for an afternoon." And considering Hadama's preference for avoiding clothes and Tal's practicality, she didn't see herself shopping with anyone other than Asta, making it a rare occurrence. Flicking a wrist, she adds, "There wasn't anything inherently 'romantic' about the outing and I refuse to believe that going to a cafe or walking through fields of flowers with a stranger - and not having it end in world-shattering sex - would lead to love rather than crushing boredom." Substitute those with hunting or watching a brawl and she might be inclined to change her answer, but it's still a long shot. 

Her eyes roll again as he makes it seem like her lifelong vow to independent singleness is something that could change one day, as if she might also one day turn into a cuddly kitten. "You'll know when the Climb freezes over." She flashes him a confidently sharp smirk, one full of young stubbornness and fiery determination as she takes the offered shell. It's cool against her hand as she inspects it again for signs of damage. 

Hearing the pop of his knee, Thal doesn't say anything, although the ghost of a smirk on her lips will tell him that she didn't miss the signs of his age. "My thoughts exactly." Maybe not exactly, but she'd certainly liked that the sound could relate to either of her lives depending on her mood.

I'm in love with my future