[Yes, and manna earns a nice fast government stipend. But of course he won't pass up on this opportunity to tease her.]
If you wanted to hold my hand, you could have just said so.
[Paired with a disarming grin, it's a deadly combination. Nikolai places his hand over Konoha's open palm, curling his fingers around hers as if making a clasp. The leather of his gloves is buttery soft, but they rob his grip of the warmth of flesh. Nevertheless, the connection confers enough intimacy to generate manna. It comes as a faint hum against his edges.
By now, the server has returned with two glasses of water. She jots down each item that Nikolai reads off of the menu and bustles back into the restaurant.]
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If you wanted to hold my hand, you could have just said so.
[Paired with a disarming grin, it's a deadly combination. Nikolai places his hand over Konoha's open palm, curling his fingers around hers as if making a clasp. The leather of his gloves is buttery soft, but they rob his grip of the warmth of flesh. Nevertheless, the connection confers enough intimacy to generate manna. It comes as a faint hum against his edges.
By now, the server has returned with two glasses of water. She jots down each item that Nikolai reads off of the menu and bustles back into the restaurant.]