full moon rising on the waters of my soul
Amalia’s response to Amun’s teasing was entirely unsatisfying. Still, he hadn’t really been expecting much, though maybe she had. That being said, he wanted the baker to have a good time. She seemed inclined to gloominess, and he much preferred smiles to frowns. ”Sorry, kitty. I used to have pretty big horns, too, if it makes you feel better.” He waggled his eyebrows at her, though his eyes grew more than a little sad as he considering the form he’d lost.
As the baker began to bustle about her shop, the potter simply amused himself by giving Jyoti some very nice scritches. However, at the mention of eating, the Ascended grinned. ”What about it?” Seeing as Amalia already seemed uncomfortable—and remembering how she’d reacted to his last penis joke—Amun decided not to make any flirtatious comments about having something for her to eat.
As the baker began to bustle about her shop, the potter simply amused himself by giving Jyoti some very nice scritches. However, at the mention of eating, the Ascended grinned. ”What about it?” Seeing as Amalia already seemed uncomfortable—and remembering how she’d reacted to his last penis joke—Amun decided not to make any flirtatious comments about having something for her to eat.
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