I mean, obviously. Especially if you catch me off guard. That's just what we do. [ a shrug. ] But we can't kill each other off now, not without Dante here. And...

[ ugh. how would she put this without coming off as a total softie. she wishes she drank alcohol instead of coffee just now. ]

I did say that we're better off having sex with total strangers if we're to survive here, but honestly? I'm not comfortable with the idea from the get-go. We both came from a world where shit like that is only talked about behind closed doors, and now this place expects us to normalize that? It's insane.

I'll have to commit to it at some point, if I want to get out of here or at least get my headband back. But... I guess what I'm trying to say is that I don't want my first time in this place to be with someone I know jack shit about.

[ her hand hovers over heathcliff's wrists, debating if she should hold it or not. not gonna lie, she did kind of like the idea of heathcliff tossing her onto this soft bed without the expectation of rage-induced murder. she did like the feeling of his weight on her. but while she's always been known as someone who often speaks her mind, she's utterly speechless when it comes to this.

but fuck it, she's going to wrap her hand around heath's wrist for reassurance. ]

If anything, you're the only one around here who knows me best. [ she admits quietly. from this angle, she hopes he doesn't see her face slowly going red with every word. ] And you know it, don't you?

[ sometimes the person who knows you the most is the worst guy ever. which sure says a lot about her, doesn't it? ]