I get them all worked up and down on their knees, you see
Her own lips curl into a smirk to match his, catlike in nature with a sharpness that perhaps isn't expected of her, but is there none the less. "Guess you'll have plenty to learn then." She hums, eyes dipping to watch as his lips purse, blowing to dry the ink across the paper before he's turning his attention to getting them drinks. The sweet drink perfumes the air, teasing her nose and making her mouth water, tongue darting out to wet her lips in anticipation. "If I remember correctly you have a little token of mine, no?" She's referring to the coin she gave them when they first met, of course. Something that would secure her time without a question or raised brow should he hand it in at reception.
A soft laugh bubbles past her lips, light and saccharine as she reaches forward for the drink, bringing the dark liquid up to take a small sip. "I'm one of the best. You just haven't had the pleasure of experiencing that yet." The reply comes smoothly, a playful grin tugging on her lips as she delicately balances the glass against the top of her knee, head cocking to the side thoughtfully as he considers her offer.
"Unlimited access to the Halenani and your truly, a place to store product under lock and key, somewhere to deal your more... sensitive items. We both know that Torchline is a fairly lawless place, but it doesn't hurt to have some neutral ground." She offers, arching a dark brow as she brings the glass back to her lips, "But I'm open to hearing anything else you might have interest in."
A soft laugh bubbles past her lips, light and saccharine as she reaches forward for the drink, bringing the dark liquid up to take a small sip. "I'm one of the best. You just haven't had the pleasure of experiencing that yet." The reply comes smoothly, a playful grin tugging on her lips as she delicately balances the glass against the top of her knee, head cocking to the side thoughtfully as he considers her offer.
"Unlimited access to the Halenani and your truly, a place to store product under lock and key, somewhere to deal your more... sensitive items. We both know that Torchline is a fairly lawless place, but it doesn't hurt to have some neutral ground." She offers, arching a dark brow as she brings the glass back to her lips, "But I'm open to hearing anything else you might have interest in."
They take my fingers in their mouths like it's poetry
Maeve
