full moon rising on the waters of my soul
"Well those people are fools, then." Amun grinned at Maeve. "I promise, the only thing I want from you is your company." Hesitating, he let out a bark of laughter. "That and maybe some information," he admitted. "But hopefully nothing too intrusive." Shrugging, he swirled the wine in his glass around a few times.
Nodding at her offer, he smiled. However, it faltered for a moment. "At the risk of sounding like one of the fools I was just criticizing...what is the sentiment in Torchline towards the Ascended? Don't answer if you'd rather not discuss such weighty matters this evening. I was just curious" He looked away from her and took a sip from his wine.
When she explained the symbolism behind her tattoo, he hummed a low note. Gaze drawn back, he gave her a quick once over. "That's beautiful. Do you have any other tattoos?"
Eying her lips as she bit them and arching an eyebrow as the moment stretched out, he let out a sigh when she replied "Mmm." He inclined his head to her. "I take it from your rather terse response and the fact that it involves stars that it's for Safrin and by admitting that you're worried about a vociferous response from me?" Chuckling, he shook his head. "Don't worry. Despite what you might have heard, I am perfectly capable of setting aside my religious opinions for the sake of a pleasant evening." He raised his glass and tilted it towards her just a smidge.
Nodding at her offer, he smiled. However, it faltered for a moment. "At the risk of sounding like one of the fools I was just criticizing...what is the sentiment in Torchline towards the Ascended? Don't answer if you'd rather not discuss such weighty matters this evening. I was just curious" He looked away from her and took a sip from his wine.
When she explained the symbolism behind her tattoo, he hummed a low note. Gaze drawn back, he gave her a quick once over. "That's beautiful. Do you have any other tattoos?"
Eying her lips as she bit them and arching an eyebrow as the moment stretched out, he let out a sigh when she replied "Mmm." He inclined his head to her. "I take it from your rather terse response and the fact that it involves stars that it's for Safrin and by admitting that you're worried about a vociferous response from me?" Chuckling, he shook his head. "Don't worry. Despite what you might have heard, I am perfectly capable of setting aside my religious opinions for the sake of a pleasant evening." He raised his glass and tilted it towards her just a smidge.
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