"I have enough for dinner and for breakfast," she tells him. "We'll need to come back here tomorrow in any case, track down any other cases of the White Death before they have a chance to spread."
She caresses his cheek. "Would you like to come home with me, Skellig?" she asks. Her voice drops low. "I promise I don't bite," she teases.
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Date: 2024-07-10 02:59 am (UTC)She caresses his cheek. "Would you like to come home with me, Skellig?" she asks. Her voice drops low. "I promise I don't bite," she teases.