[Rogue picks up on the sadness, and while she wants to know more, Rogue hesitates to push the subject right now. Maybe later, when she's possibly wearing clothes and eating hot food. She's definitely curious about the man who trained a pack of velociraptors.]
Ah agreed to fly you 'round.
[She points out playfully with a soft chuckle as he winks, and she shakes her head, having half a mind to take him skyward in nothing but his birthday suit. Except she's in a similar condition.]
That'd be terribly kind of you sugah.
[It's drawled low, sultry like any well to do southern woman would counter, knowing just how much to play with fire before letting go. Except, Rogue's finding that she doesn't want to let go, or even put space back between them. Though, her hand against him does relax, just enough so that she can try and put that shirt on the rocks behind him.]
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Ah agreed to fly you 'round.
[She points out playfully with a soft chuckle as he winks, and she shakes her head, having half a mind to take him skyward in nothing but his birthday suit. Except she's in a similar condition.]
That'd be terribly kind of you sugah.
[It's drawled low, sultry like any well to do southern woman would counter, knowing just how much to play with fire before letting go. Except, Rogue's finding that she doesn't want to let go, or even put space back between them. Though, her hand against him does relax, just enough so that she can try and put that shirt on the rocks behind him.]
You hungry yet?