[ Perhaps it's strange of her, but for as much as she's allowed herself the time and modesty required to cover her breasts, she doesn't quite feel the need to get out of the bed in search of something that would cover her better than nothing at all. Perhaps it's the slight headache, or maybe it's the sight of that horrid, uncomfortable dress, the only garment immediately visible in the room. Perhaps it's something else altogether, like that strange energy that seems to sit around him, like there's something he's not telling her...
Either way, she finds herself reaching out, one soft hand covering his, seeking his attention back on her. The smile she wears, despite their situation, is gentle, patientβmaybe a little teasing. ]
It was a joke~! I know you're not on the clock right now... I'd be confused if you were, from what I've learned of this place!
[ Which, admittedly? Isn't a lot so far, other than the fact that it seems to really< want people to indulge their hedonistic sides. The thought makes her sigh, and she reaches up absent-mindedly, combing her fingers through her hair. ]
So what kinds of things are in the bag, then? If they're not all hangover cures. [ And then, after a moment, her voice softer: ] How long have you been trapped in this resort, Tseng?
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Either way, she finds herself reaching out, one soft hand covering his, seeking his attention back on her. The smile she wears, despite their situation, is gentle, patientβmaybe a little teasing. ]
It was a joke~! I know you're not on the clock right now... I'd be confused if you were, from what I've learned of this place!
[ Which, admittedly? Isn't a lot so far, other than the fact that it seems to really< want people to indulge their hedonistic sides. The thought makes her sigh, and she reaches up absent-mindedly, combing her fingers through her hair. ]
So what kinds of things are in the bag, then? If they're not all hangover cures. [ And then, after a moment, her voice softer: ] How long have you been trapped in this resort, Tseng?