Sounds great to me, [Fang grumbled tiredly. She's always quick to discount the past—perhaps too quick, as it's been pointed out to her. But to hear such a suggestion coming from Chariot, of all people... brought an odd measure of peace. The things that Fang would sacrifice, just to put the same idea in Vanille's head...]
[The turnskin reluctantly let go to give Chariot more room to move, but not before pressing a gentle kiss to her neck. Fang brushed her bangs back out of her face and reclined in the bath, casually—if shamelessly—watching the Witch undress.]
...Look, home or not... Thanks. For bein' here. Means a lot to me.
no subject
[The turnskin reluctantly let go to give Chariot more room to move, but not before pressing a gentle kiss to her neck. Fang brushed her bangs back out of her face and reclined in the bath, casually—if shamelessly—watching the Witch undress.]
...Look, home or not... Thanks. For bein' here. Means a lot to me.