( nothing new there when a bit of open staring has never hurt her before. there's a slight softening to robin's eyes, a dip of her lashes as her wings extend and flutter under rin's obvious scrutiny. here, she considers asking permission but...
well, that ash looks dark enough to stain if left on that porcelain faced cheek. she wipes it off with the thumb of her glove and doesn't flinch as it transfers a mark as black as ink on the white material. )
Of course not.
( easy. sweetly, even. )
I'm guessing you weren't able to make much of a dent in an exit if you're still here...
( is she not even batting an eye that this girl apparently has a detonator of some sort in her arsenal? yeah. )
no subject
well, that ash looks dark enough to stain if left on that porcelain faced cheek. she wipes it off with the thumb of her glove and doesn't flinch as it transfers a mark as black as ink on the white material. )
Of course not.
( easy. sweetly, even. )
I'm guessing you weren't able to make much of a dent in an exit if you're still here...
( is she not even batting an eye that this girl apparently has a detonator of some sort in her arsenal? yeah. )