Thalassa
Slipping back into the sanctuary of her home, Thal is forever grateful for the warmth it provides, although she hadn't noticed the cold with the furnace of a man next to her. The prospect of using a 'step stool' - which she doesn't own, for the record - has her grin sharpening a touch, a blink of innocence and sweetness. "And any witnesses would have been killed to save my reputation." The Blood Captain might not be a well-known name, but people would still be baffled to see her stooping to the point of using a step stool.
Thal breezes past him to study the room herself, hands on her hips in quiet assessment. She hadn't gotten far enough into her packing for it to be so much of an inconvenience, but she's willing to make an excuse to keep Asta a little longer, to bask in the feeling of being her again. Flicking him a sharp grin and a directing hand, she walks towards the chest, very much expecting to be followed. "You hand me things and I'll put them away. You can tell me all about how you found the Rose while you're at it - along with any important information I missed." Things he might not have told Infected Thal.
Thal breezes past him to study the room herself, hands on her hips in quiet assessment. She hadn't gotten far enough into her packing for it to be so much of an inconvenience, but she's willing to make an excuse to keep Asta a little longer, to bask in the feeling of being her again. Flicking him a sharp grin and a directing hand, she walks towards the chest, very much expecting to be followed. "You hand me things and I'll put them away. You can tell me all about how you found the Rose while you're at it - along with any important information I missed." Things he might not have told Infected Thal.
Don't ask questions you don't wanna know
Learned my lesson way too long ago
Learned my lesson way too long ago
