[ Words like those could get one killed, or at least would have, had they been in her world. Or had he said them to one of her little flowers. But that was there and this is ... well, this isn't DisCity. ]
You'll say something like that, and somebody would want to just eat you up.
[ With her gentle voice, the joke might sound sweet, but Coquelic doesn't really have that kind of gentleness in her anymore.
The Mentor leans back, smoothing a hand over the long white dress she must have spent the night in and glances away. ]
But since you offered, do you think you can bring me a bathrobe and help me out of this dress?
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[ Words like those could get one killed, or at least would have, had they been in her world. Or had he said them to one of her little flowers. But that was there and this is ... well, this isn't DisCity. ]
You'll say something like that, and somebody would want to just eat you up.
[ With her gentle voice, the joke might sound sweet, but Coquelic doesn't really have that kind of gentleness in her anymore.
The Mentor leans back, smoothing a hand over the long white dress she must have spent the night in and glances away. ]
But since you offered, do you think you can bring me a bathrobe and help me out of this dress?