[He... really was a smooth talker, wasn't he? That was... actually, maybe that was for the best if this place ended up being more like Lunatia in more ways than one...
For now, though, she just automatically curls her fingers around his, impressed by how fine the leather was on his gloves, and lets him handle the server. Curiously, as if unmindful of how that might look, she rubs thumb gently along the edge of his hand. (She's just testing how soft the glove was, she swears.) It isn't until the server leaves with their order that she speaks up again, tapping at his gloves.]
I think if you take your gloves off we can make more manna faster. It works better skin to skin.
[Except, right, he's human and it's cold out, how insensitive...]
Oh, you won't have to worry about the cold as much... everyone says I'm warmer inside than human ladies.
[But maybe no one has told her that phrasing is questionable.]
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For now, though, she just automatically curls her fingers around his, impressed by how fine the leather was on his gloves, and lets him handle the server. Curiously, as if unmindful of how that might look, she rubs thumb gently along the edge of his hand. (She's just testing how soft the glove was, she swears.) It isn't until the server leaves with their order that she speaks up again, tapping at his gloves.]
I think if you take your gloves off we can make more manna faster. It works better skin to skin.
[Except, right, he's human and it's cold out, how insensitive...]
Oh, you won't have to worry about the cold as much... everyone says I'm warmer inside than human ladies.
[But maybe no one has told her that phrasing is questionable.]