see the sunset turning red let all be quiet in your head and look about
The gasp is exactly what you hoped for, inspiring a look of smug delight to dance across your face. It is a beautiful, multi-faceted thing, interesting from every angle and endlessly with new things to discover... aaaaaand you aren't looking at the pearl anymore, are you? Okay, okay, get it together. And wipe that dumb smile off your face.
You don't lose the smile. You also don't stop looking at her face, even as she playfully elbows your ribs. "To bein' imperfect," you say with a grin, raising your half of the decimated oyster up in mock cheers.
The treasure discovered: now for the meal. "Well, ya could cook it a number'a way. Grilled, fried, baked- but." Sticking your fingers back into the guts of the mollusk, you separate the meat from its filter and hold it up with a wicked grin. "True Torchers know th'best way is t'down the whole thing, raw. Care for a taste?" It looks astoundingly unappealing, you know, all slimy and slick, and your grin only widens as your extend it toward your companion, an eyebrow raised in challenge, eyes glittering with the dare.
You don't lose the smile. You also don't stop looking at her face, even as she playfully elbows your ribs. "To bein' imperfect," you say with a grin, raising your half of the decimated oyster up in mock cheers.
The treasure discovered: now for the meal. "Well, ya could cook it a number'a way. Grilled, fried, baked- but." Sticking your fingers back into the guts of the mollusk, you separate the meat from its filter and hold it up with a wicked grin. "True Torchers know th'best way is t'down the whole thing, raw. Care for a taste?" It looks astoundingly unappealing, you know, all slimy and slick, and your grin only widens as your extend it toward your companion, an eyebrow raised in challenge, eyes glittering with the dare.
ZEPHYR
