Amalia
To Amalia, for whom sexual interest only follows romantic investment, the idea of a roll in the hay with any of her friends offers absolutely nothing by way of temptation. A raised eyebrow and shaking head is all the response he receives to his teasing, though she reaches up to tug awkwardly at a lock of golden hair. Her expression softens into bashful, slightly bemused pleasure as he informs her that he will keep the nickname Kitty: rarely have others given her nicknames, and she finds she likes the idea of being seen less as Amalia and more as the leopard.
If Amun is trying to get a rise out of the baker, he is destined to disappointment. Her attention shifted from awkward flirting to explanations of their world, she is quick to leave behind any part of her that could easily pick up innuendo. "Like what?" the baker wonders innocently, dark eyes bright with curiosity the Shield tilts her head. He's already drawn her in with whales, and she has become quite invested in learning what else his world has on offer.
If Amun is trying to get a rise out of the baker, he is destined to disappointment. Her attention shifted from awkward flirting to explanations of their world, she is quick to leave behind any part of her that could easily pick up innuendo. "Like what?" the baker wonders innocently, dark eyes bright with curiosity the Shield tilts her head. He's already drawn her in with whales, and she has become quite invested in learning what else his world has on offer.
