// last night you came to my house with drunk eyes
we didn't think too much this time, we danced like we were the same //
we didn't think too much this time, we danced like we were the same //
There’s a task at hand, but it doesn’t stop Sera from appreciating the company — both in conversation and the view, the way the leggings stick to Tobi’s curves, the way the firelight of the torch seems to reflect the sweat off of both their skin. And she forces her attention ahead, even if she notices her mouth’s gone a bit dry.
The sound of Tobi’s voice proves to be a distraction and also, not one, unsure of what would happen should they encounter Frey if already the Artificer was appreciating Tobi in this manner. So she tries to snuff it down, sweat beading along her collarbones and dripping along her skin. “I haven’t. But, how hard could it be?” She asks, flashing a small amused grin Tobi’s way, adjusting the Torch a bit to try and ward away even more heat.
“We could take some samples and I could try?” She raises a brow with that suggestion, glancing back to Tobi as if to say ‘what would be the harm in it’. Either it worked or it didn’t.
The sound of Tobi’s voice proves to be a distraction and also, not one, unsure of what would happen should they encounter Frey if already the Artificer was appreciating Tobi in this manner. So she tries to snuff it down, sweat beading along her collarbones and dripping along her skin. “I haven’t. But, how hard could it be?” She asks, flashing a small amused grin Tobi’s way, adjusting the Torch a bit to try and ward away even more heat.
“We could take some samples and I could try?” She raises a brow with that suggestion, glancing back to Tobi as if to say ‘what would be the harm in it’. Either it worked or it didn’t.
Seraphina
