[Trevor glances over to the laundry room. Her clothes ought to be clean soon, but he's content for now to just be settled on the couch with her: it isn't as if they'd had much down time during the whole pursuit of Dracula and his evil horde, after all. This is -- a nice change.]
It's honestly kind of nice, just to sit quietly with him like this, in a big, clean home that's filled with curiosities. They had been on the move for so long, trekking through harsh terrain, trying to survive not only enemies that had been sent after them but the very elements themselves.
It's comfortable. Perhaps a little too comfortable.]
You are making me feel a bit pampered, Trevor. Like a noblewoman, or something of that sort.
It's a realization she's quickly coming to, as she feels him lean down over her to grace the crown of her head with a kiss. She's honestly not sure what to make of it. It's not a bad thing by any means, she likes it, but it is something to get used to, namely because she's realizing she herself is beyond awkward when it comes to returning it.]
Well I would hope so, although I cannot say I have crossed paths with many.
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Oh I will. You do not have to worry about that, Trevor.
[Because if there's one thing Sypha is good at it's letting people know how she feels about things. Loudly.]
And I will try to use my words and not my fists.
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[Trevor glances over to the laundry room. Her clothes ought to be clean soon, but he's content for now to just be settled on the couch with her: it isn't as if they'd had much down time during the whole pursuit of Dracula and his evil horde, after all. This is -- a nice change.]
We'll get everything settled soon.
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It's honestly kind of nice, just to sit quietly with him like this, in a big, clean home that's filled with curiosities. They had been on the move for so long, trekking through harsh terrain, trying to survive not only enemies that had been sent after them but the very elements themselves.
It's comfortable. Perhaps a little too comfortable.]
You are making me feel a bit pampered, Trevor. Like a noblewoman, or something of that sort.
[She can definitely be bratty enough.]
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[He smirks, leaning against her gently and pressing a kiss to the top of her head.]
I treat you much better than I've treated most noblewomen I've come across.
[Granted, she also hasn't been trying to throw anything at or on him lately.]
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It's a realization she's quickly coming to, as she feels him lean down over her to grace the crown of her head with a kiss. She's honestly not sure what to make of it. It's not a bad thing by any means, she likes it, but it is something to get used to, namely because she's realizing she herself is beyond awkward when it comes to returning it.]
Well I would hope so, although I cannot say I have crossed paths with many.