Hiding a yawn behind a bronzed wrist, Frey mutters a sound that might have been an oh?, before nodding for Sunjata to elaborate. Running their tongue across their lips, the herald nods. "I suppose that isn't too surprising. You don't want to let him out of your sight, no surprise she doesn't either."
But a change to their deal? Rolling their shoulders, Frey sits up slightly, reclining back on their palms. "I would say I"m all ears, but..." They glance down the length of their body and its strange amalgamation of masculine and feminine features that seamlessly blend to create a feast for the eyes. "...I'm clearly not." Still, they nod, willing to at least listen.
But a change to their deal? Rolling their shoulders, Frey sits up slightly, reclining back on their palms. "I would say I"m all ears, but..." They glance down the length of their body and its strange amalgamation of masculine and feminine features that seamlessly blend to create a feast for the eyes. "...I'm clearly not." Still, they nod, willing to at least listen.
