Eloise
"Indeed there are." Eloise replies, her dark eyes unblinking as she peers into Zeph's, fully committed to the suggestiveness of her words letting the moment stretch on before she moves away, so that the sailor might have adequate time to imagine all the ways in which she might fulfill such a thing.
"Mmmm. Sometimes it's nice to see what you're doing. Or what others are." Eloise notes entirely innocently, glancing coquettishly over her shoulder with a small shrug. 'Besides, with you demonstrating your..." She lets her lower lip slip beneath her teeth as her eyes wander towards the ceiling, a pantomime of what it is to think so very hard about something, her eyes snap back to focus as she grins. "..considerable talents, I'm sure you'll have us hanging on your every word."
"Mmmm. Sometimes it's nice to see what you're doing. Or what others are." Eloise notes entirely innocently, glancing coquettishly over her shoulder with a small shrug. 'Besides, with you demonstrating your..." She lets her lower lip slip beneath her teeth as her eyes wander towards the ceiling, a pantomime of what it is to think so very hard about something, her eyes snap back to focus as she grins. "..considerable talents, I'm sure you'll have us hanging on your every word."
I bury hatchets but I keep maps of where I put 'em
