// i am heaven sent, don't you dare forget —
A bright laugh bubbles out of the Abandoned’s throat, the courtesan looking over at Colt with a wink. “This ain’t even the half of it, Colt.” He teases, rattling the bag he carries that also harbors a good amount of choices for the rest of them. “If y’can think of it, it’s prolly there.” And even the things she couldn’t think up were also toys of a sort, ones that Thorn admittedly did have experience with.
After all, you gotta try all the different kinds if you’re going to offer them for customers, yeah? Not that these specific ones are ones he’d used. He doesn’t think that Colt would appreciate that too much, even if he thinks Frey would. (Perhaps that’s what his bag is for?)
“Smooches?” He echoes her, pausing as she explains and he snorts, conceding the point. “Can’t say I’ve ever brought a puppy to a Frey shrine before. Not that… I pray all that often.” He’s abandoned, first of all. Second of all, he’s fairly confident they have better things to do than deal with his woes. "Cute puppy, though."
After all, you gotta try all the different kinds if you’re going to offer them for customers, yeah? Not that these specific ones are ones he’d used. He doesn’t think that Colt would appreciate that too much, even if he thinks Frey would. (Perhaps that’s what his bag is for?)
“Smooches?” He echoes her, pausing as she explains and he snorts, conceding the point. “Can’t say I’ve ever brought a puppy to a Frey shrine before. Not that… I pray all that often.” He’s abandoned, first of all. Second of all, he’s fairly confident they have better things to do than deal with his woes. "Cute puppy, though."
thorn
— i am all you've ever wanted,
what all the other boys all promised //
what all the other boys all promised //
