saiden
Saiden listened to Morgan's tale. Eyes studying her features as she spoke, he hummed when she was finished. "Mmmm. But ye won in the end." Smiling, he wagged a finger at her. "And you said ye weren't a storyteller," he teased.
Laughing at her question, he shook his head. "No." Winking, he smirked. "How bad would it be if I said that I very much prefer to turn on?" Although he still chuckled, he did drop his hand into his lap and kept them there.
Watching her handle the flower, he narrowed his eyes at her. "It doesn't have to be either or, ye know. Ye can have fame and help people." He shrugged. "I have to know, though, what do ye like to do for fun?"
Laughing at her question, he shook his head. "No." Winking, he smirked. "How bad would it be if I said that I very much prefer to turn on?" Although he still chuckled, he did drop his hand into his lap and kept them there.
Watching her handle the flower, he narrowed his eyes at her. "It doesn't have to be either or, ye know. Ye can have fame and help people." He shrugged. "I have to know, though, what do ye like to do for fun?"
