Frey raises a brow at that as they regard the bar owner with a hungry and penetrating gaze. "Tasteless..." They muse, licking their lips. "Now, you wouldn't be thinking of adding this without consent, would you?" Sitting up suddenly, the look they offer Raza now is one decidedly darker but for quite a different reason. "Needing helping to let one's guard down is one thing...wanting to loosen up, but not knowing how? That would have my full support." Their jaw feathers a single time, before their chin rises slightly, as does their other eye brow.
"But what it sounds like you're suggesting is a push." In the wrong direction, apparently.
"But what it sounds like you're suggesting is a push." In the wrong direction, apparently.
