Hotaru
Winking smoothly, she mimics his pose and reclines on one arm, knees tucked towards her hip to the side as she takes another piece of dessert in her fingers. "That's the trick of it. Making it addicting." Something she has never hesitated to embody, though usually with far more deviant plans in mind than the hopeful, tentative ones they are cultivating tonight.
Listening attentively to his own answer as he offers another churro, she licks the cinnamon sugar off her lips shamelessly and hums appreciatively; whether to his chosen colors or the taste on her tongue is unclear. "So a very pale, light blue? Or more of an afternoon blue?" 'Green' is equally difficult given the thousands of variations on the color, but maybe the initial question will inspire him to expand on his answers.
"Admittedly I almost never drink." Some would consider that a dealbreaker, especially in Torchline, but Hotaru doubts George will be among them even if it might make him curious. "Though I prefer gin if I do pursue alcohol. My non-alcoholic favorite is huckleberry lemonade." A rare drink given how difficult it was to farm or harvest fresh huckleberries but all the more delightful for its scarcity.
Distracted by the sudden departure from the standard questions, Hotaru narrows her eyes slightly, lips twitching into a smile at witnessing his eagerness. "I haven't. Tell me?"
Listening attentively to his own answer as he offers another churro, she licks the cinnamon sugar off her lips shamelessly and hums appreciatively; whether to his chosen colors or the taste on her tongue is unclear. "So a very pale, light blue? Or more of an afternoon blue?" 'Green' is equally difficult given the thousands of variations on the color, but maybe the initial question will inspire him to expand on his answers.
"Admittedly I almost never drink." Some would consider that a dealbreaker, especially in Torchline, but Hotaru doubts George will be among them even if it might make him curious. "Though I prefer gin if I do pursue alcohol. My non-alcoholic favorite is huckleberry lemonade." A rare drink given how difficult it was to farm or harvest fresh huckleberries but all the more delightful for its scarcity.
Distracted by the sudden departure from the standard questions, Hotaru narrows her eyes slightly, lips twitching into a smile at witnessing his eagerness. "I haven't. Tell me?"
Now you can quit, you can cave in
but just know you're not beyond saving
but just know you're not beyond saving
