Oh, your friend - I believe I met him at the party that night as well. Mollymauk was his name.
[Also a gentleman of fine taste, she would add. Ahem.
It warms her to hear that Fjord's thought of her - while not a surprise, the sentiment behind it, and the stirring of his heart, is a welcome one. It's easy to assume her interests fall purely in the physical, given her easy nature with such things, and it would be a lie to suggest she hasn't let her mind drift that way. Fjords masculine charms are alluring, to be certain. But it felt rare for someone to talk to her so intimately - as a friend, perhaps, and not just as a lover or a goddess.
Her knees curl to the side under her and she rests her weight on a hand beside her, facing Fjord, with their bobbing, bubbling drinks between them. She plucks a pink marshmallow from the top, popping it into her mouth.]
You mentioned the nightmares. What sort of things do you dream about, dear?
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[Also a gentleman of fine taste, she would add. Ahem.
It warms her to hear that Fjord's thought of her - while not a surprise, the sentiment behind it, and the stirring of his heart, is a welcome one. It's easy to assume her interests fall purely in the physical, given her easy nature with such things, and it would be a lie to suggest she hasn't let her mind drift that way. Fjords masculine charms are alluring, to be certain. But it felt rare for someone to talk to her so intimately - as a friend, perhaps, and not just as a lover or a goddess.
Her knees curl to the side under her and she rests her weight on a hand beside her, facing Fjord, with their bobbing, bubbling drinks between them. She plucks a pink marshmallow from the top, popping it into her mouth.]
You mentioned the nightmares. What sort of things do you dream about, dear?