Unable to resist temptation in any form, she cracks her fingers apart to peek-- and then Zevran in his shining glory catches her eye.]
Eh. I'm not sure. [Pretending to be thinking very, very seriously, she folds her arms across her chest and regards them both. Anyone who's familiar with her knows to be wary of the cruel glint to her smile.]
You're kinda on the small and fragile side, elfie boy. Hands are pretty, though, know how to use 'em?
is that what the kids call them these days...
Unable to resist temptation in any form, she cracks her fingers apart to peek-- and then Zevran in his shining glory catches her eye.]
Eh. I'm not sure. [Pretending to be thinking very, very seriously, she folds her arms across her chest and regards them both. Anyone who's familiar with her knows to be wary of the cruel glint to her smile.]
You're kinda on the small and fragile side, elfie boy. Hands are pretty, though, know how to use 'em?