Hotaru
Drowned on the blankets
Floral and fading
He may yet be cautious yet unwise, but there must be some measure of emotional intelligence, even if he does not know it himself - because while the subject doesn’t drop, he blessedly doesn’t pry. In fact he’s complimentary, which provides Ru an opening she is accustomed to taking; flattery. Turning slightly, she aims a small but no less lovely smile over her shoulder at Iskra. Floral and fading
“Thank you. Though if your axe throwing is any indication, you have - as they say - good bones.” Mirth provides a slight tilt to the corners of her lips, and while much can be speculated about Ru’s use of flirtation as a way to deflect and guard her heart, she never lingers long enough for anyone to do so.
Back to the desk - and the keys that present themselves to her, making intrigue shine in her eyes as she wills down old and painful memories. Hooking them to her waist, she reluctantly resists the urge to go test every single one and instead lends her hands to rearranging the furniture.
- - -
Ru reluctantly helps move furniture but brings the keys on her belt!
Painful lust
Two aching guts
Two aching guts
