and I loved you so much it was making me sick
”Shut up,” Vai grumbles to try and distract away from the fact that his comment has made her blush, and she seizes her own knife and fork to dig in to breakfast. Whilst her bite is not nearly as monstrous, Zeph will not find in Vai the delicate sort of lady who nibbles at her meal and leaves it unfinished. The witch has lived outside most of her life - she leaves no survivors on her plate.
Sighing out her agreement to avoid having to pause in eating, her shoulders slump and she nods to him. ”You picked well,” she says of the ingredients, only for an eyebrow to arch as she feels his toes tickle at the back of her heel. ”You be careful there, sir,” Vai warns him playfully, even as her bare foot ghosts up over the back of his leg. ”I’ve got ticklish feet and I’ve been known to kick like a mule.”
Sighing out her agreement to avoid having to pause in eating, her shoulders slump and she nods to him. ”You picked well,” she says of the ingredients, only for an eyebrow to arch as she feels his toes tickle at the back of her heel. ”You be careful there, sir,” Vai warns him playfully, even as her bare foot ghosts up over the back of his leg. ”I’ve got ticklish feet and I’ve been known to kick like a mule.”
