[ Even with how cautious she may act, or how flustered he makes her, there's never truly been any fear. Sylus is familiar in a way very few are, and if he's attempting to close that distance between them - something she had kept up, believing otherwise - then...
Then she can try. It's why she moves easily with him as he pull her in, that tension melting off her more by the second; quiet caution replaced by a soft curiosity, her eyes drifting down to their hands as his thumb brushes over her skin. He says she should know the answer and so, with warmth filling her cheeks again, she hums softly in agreement. ]
... Mm, you're right, I do.
[ Her fingers squeeze around his for a moment, warm and gentle, before there's a huff at his comment on her being chatty. ]
Well, Mephisto is easy to talk to. [ Now her cheeks are burning up even more now, as much as she tries to retain her composure. This is fine, she can handle this. ]
Though why my voice? I didn't think you liked listening to me that much.
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Then she can try. It's why she moves easily with him as he pull her in, that tension melting off her more by the second; quiet caution replaced by a soft curiosity, her eyes drifting down to their hands as his thumb brushes over her skin. He says she should know the answer and so, with warmth filling her cheeks again, she hums softly in agreement. ]
... Mm, you're right, I do.
[ Her fingers squeeze around his for a moment, warm and gentle, before there's a huff at his comment on her being chatty. ]
Well, Mephisto is easy to talk to. [ Now her cheeks are burning up even more now, as much as she tries to retain her composure. This is fine, she can handle this. ]
Though why my voice? I didn't think you liked listening to me that much.