NERON
show me how defenceless you really are
"Oh, please. I used my intelligence to invent new ways to get out of doing any work. My vanity does not hold a candle to my laziness." At least, that's how it used to be. Neron has discovered his work ethic in the past few seasons though, it seems, not that his motivations are any less selfish. He shifts a little to get more comfortable as she nestles against his side, his arm stretching around her, only for his eyebrows to raise at the way she's suddenly looking at him.
"Yeah? Don't feel so much like a cradle snatcher now?" He smirks, leaning into her touch. His illusion magic is visual only, unfortunately, so although it will certainly look as if her fingers are ruffling across the scruff on his cheeks, she'll be able to feel the difference. "Intelligent, wise, mature... you're feeling very complimentary tonight, aren't you," he murmurs.
"Yeah? Don't feel so much like a cradle snatcher now?" He smirks, leaning into her touch. His illusion magic is visual only, unfortunately, so although it will certainly look as if her fingers are ruffling across the scruff on his cheeks, she'll be able to feel the difference. "Intelligent, wise, mature... you're feeling very complimentary tonight, aren't you," he murmurs.
