No subtlety in this place, is that it?

( how funny. surely there are better ways to encourage them to fuck beyond blasting it across the sky? for instance— her eyes fall to his drink. if there’s any, hmm, incentive within it, then he must have a tolerance not unlike steel. if there isn’t… what is the house doing, really. she shifts, coming the barest centimeter closer; her head tilts, towards him, even as her gaze turns back to regard the sky. )

Maybe it’s my assumption that’s incorrect. I can’t say I have as much… ( hmm. ) experience, compared to what they’re asking of us.