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Amun shrugged at Maea's apology. "Not your fault. And it was a long time ago." Then he smirked. "Besides, it apparently happened to someone else entirely." There was a slightly teasing tone in his voice, and he winked at her.
Expression softening as she mentioned he must love pottery, he nodded slowly. "I do. I have very fond memories of my time in the settlement, to be honest." Shrugging, he chuckled a bit. "Besides, it's nice to do something with my hands." There was something a bit suggestive about the comment, but he was mostly just trying to lighten the mood.
As she worked the clay, he moved closer to her. "Here. Let me demonstrate." Moving swiftly and surely, he sliced off a chunk of clay. Dipping his hands in the water, he wet the unworked clay. Then he began pressing his thumbs in the center to make an indent. As he did, his other fingers curled up, pulling the sides of the clay up a bit.
Expression softening as she mentioned he must love pottery, he nodded slowly. "I do. I have very fond memories of my time in the settlement, to be honest." Shrugging, he chuckled a bit. "Besides, it's nice to do something with my hands." There was something a bit suggestive about the comment, but he was mostly just trying to lighten the mood.
As she worked the clay, he moved closer to her. "Here. Let me demonstrate." Moving swiftly and surely, he sliced off a chunk of clay. Dipping his hands in the water, he wet the unworked clay. Then he began pressing his thumbs in the center to make an indent. As he did, his other fingers curled up, pulling the sides of the clay up a bit.
Thrill me, chill me, fulfill me
