I've got some color back

Maeve

It wasn't often that Maeve made people blush just by looking at them, but that seems to be the case here. She watches that pretty pink flush rise onto Seren's cheeks and she laughs softly, the sound barely louder than the rustling leaves around them. Her tongue peeks out to wet her lips again, that plush bottom lip catching between her teeth as her smile grows. Wasn't she just adorable? Even with her awkward smile and the way she shuffles on her feet, "My... Aren't you smart." She coos and it isn't condescending. No, the girl has her attention now and Maeve is more than happy to let her hold it for the time being. She's feeling good, after all.

"Cigarettes are bad." Maeve agrees, dipping her head in a nod before that smile morphs into a smirk instead. "Guess it's a good thing this isn't a cigarette." She wiggles the joint a little between her fingers, another laugh bubbling up in her chest as the woman averts her gaze. How cute. Maeve brings the paper back up to her lips, drawing another hit from it, holding the smoke in her lungs before she blows it back into the breeze.

The other woman continues to stand and Maeve clicks her tongue, "Come sit for a spell. I promise I don't bite." She drawls, running the tip of her tongue across the slight point of her canine as she flashes another smile. "What's your name, love?"

Babe, there's something wretched about this
Something so precious about this
Oh what a sin