[ Rose leans into his kiss, just as loathe as he is to let it go. She looks at him longingly, like her gaze might make him see... Okay, well. Not sense. In fact, the opposite. But Rose doesn't want to make sense right now; she just wants to be here, with him. With Farraige. With both of them, in their home with their dogs and the life they have together here. ]
Do we have to talk, right now? [ she asks, almost innocently. As if she doesn't know what she's doing. She does. Rose hasn't gotten manipulative in the last four years. Not really. Yet, she had learned tactics. Reading the field and how to make the next best move to end up on top. Mostly for combat, but- It could be translated to interpersonal relationships well enough. Like now.
She presses a kiss to his jawline then to his neck. ] I've missed you, [ she adds, looking back at Farraige with a smile before turning back to, uh, her task at hand. ] Both of you. There'll be time to talk later, I'm not going anywhere again for a good long while so long as I can help it.
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Do we have to talk, right now? [ she asks, almost innocently. As if she doesn't know what she's doing. She does. Rose hasn't gotten manipulative in the last four years. Not really. Yet, she had learned tactics. Reading the field and how to make the next best move to end up on top. Mostly for combat, but- It could be translated to interpersonal relationships well enough. Like now.
She presses a kiss to his jawline then to his neck. ] I've missed you, [ she adds, looking back at Farraige with a smile before turning back to, uh, her task at hand. ] Both of you. There'll be time to talk later, I'm not going anywhere again for a good long while so long as I can help it.