[ the affectation of his voice makes her laugh, quite unexpectedly. but she also feels relieved. she's also been pretty sure that she, at least, was still in her own mind when what had happened had happened, but she hasn't been sure if he was and he's still new enough to this place that she wouldn't feel great about it if he'd been affected and she wasn't. ]
I think we were, too. [ her answer to his next question is answered quickly, maybe a little too fast for his taste, but she means it. ] I'm okay, yeah. But I've been here for a while. I wanted to make sure you were.
( he really believes he wasn't, and in the hierarchy of what he's concerned with, especially with the ball, it's low. he knows how he felt and how she looked and how close they were to each other. he remembers how easily it was to unclip her bra, and slip her panties down. if he's this lucid about it after the fact, yeah, he's good. what's the saying? smile because it happened? )
What I've been up against, and lived through, that was nothing. Ask me again when teenage Sabrinas try to use me to steal a spellbook. Or, a siren tries to get me to off my brother. Not saying thrall's not a thing, here. Just that getting lost in a cave and finding a moment with a pretty friend's not so bad.
[ she's good with it if he is, and even if she's not sure if it was a great decision for either of them, considering, she doesn't regret it. for the record (not that she's stating this, since he hasn't asked), things went pretty well, considering they were trapped in an underground lair. ]
Okay. Good. [ she sounds a little lighter with that having been settled, though a little thrown off about everything he's just said. ] I mean, I don't know what you'd call what ended up leading you down there in the first place, or what removed our clothes.
( definitely one for the, as well as they were going to go, column. it's what happened after without her that he's not great with, and openly pushing down. it helps that it's all a blur. )
I don't know, horny pied piper with a side of reality bending?
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I think we were, too. [ her answer to his next question is answered quickly, maybe a little too fast for his taste, but she means it. ] I'm okay, yeah. But I've been here for a while. I wanted to make sure you were.
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What I've been up against, and lived through, that was nothing. Ask me again when teenage Sabrinas try to use me to steal a spellbook. Or, a siren tries to get me to off my brother. Not saying thrall's not a thing, here. Just that getting lost in a cave and finding a moment with a pretty friend's not so bad.
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Okay. Good. [ she sounds a little lighter with that having been settled, though a little thrown off about everything he's just said. ] I mean, I don't know what you'd call what ended up leading you down there in the first place, or what removed our clothes.
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I don't know, horny pied piper with a side of reality bending?