”I’m not actually sure any of us would know. But the concept sounds wonderful.” It’s not like she’s ever actually taken a vacation. This little trip to Torchline might actually count as one, given that she had come for no reason and done a whole lot of nothing while here, but that’s about the closest thing. And really, she was there to learn about the place now available to her. She was not particularly in the mood to be blindsided by something she could have easily gone and learned.
She chuckles as he responds with what he does, and her smile is amused rather than offended by the brutish picture it painted. After all, it did not sound so very different from her own life, except she probably made it look a bit more feminine. ”Not bad entertainment,” she says, voice a little deeper, a little sensual, though not in the way that suggested anything. Simply in the way that agreed. ”And what is it you make, if I might ask?” She’s met Deimos with his crafting magic, among others. She’d met Sascha and his captentry, Amalia and her baking. There were many things one might make.
She chuckles as he responds with what he does, and her smile is amused rather than offended by the brutish picture it painted. After all, it did not sound so very different from her own life, except she probably made it look a bit more feminine. ”Not bad entertainment,” she says, voice a little deeper, a little sensual, though not in the way that suggested anything. Simply in the way that agreed. ”And what is it you make, if I might ask?” She’s met Deimos with his crafting magic, among others. She’d met Sascha and his captentry, Amalia and her baking. There were many things one might make.
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-- kiss you like a whiskey fire --
