[ the way she displays her little hint of surprise gets him to laugh. it's a light an airy sound, before he seems to move on just as swiftly. he gently seems to think on it, before he gives a nod. ]
Suuure, but let's say you only get one try. If you get it on the first shot, I'll grant you any wish. If you don't then... [ he makes a pinching gesture like he's going to pinch her cheek. ] you grant mine.
[ Even if she does huff a little in response, it is... nice, hearing him laugh. And knowing that she was the cause of it. ]
Alright, deal. But if I only get one guess, I should get one hint too. [ There's a lean back in response to the pinching, a hand reaching up to press a finger against his cheek in retaliation. ]
You're pretty greedy, huh? The seagulls have nothing on you.
[ he says with a quirk of his brow, though the soft undertone does make it clear that he's pretty endeared to it, anyway. ] As for a hint—
—it's someone you should know very well. She's strong, resilient, and also a lot of fun. Since it's someone fitting for this color, obviously she's pretty, too. [ he looks at her the entire time he speaks, an obvious sparkle in his gaze as he does. ]
And that description... Maybe it says a lot about her that she is, for a good moment, genuinely confused; head tilting like a curious bird. Then she hums, leaning back and folding her arms over her chest, her brows furrowing as if deep in thought. ]
Hmmmmmmm... [ Cue exaggerated thinking noises. ] Should I know her, that doesn't ring any bells...
[ he says quietly. he isn't sure if this is more of criticism to himself, or her. he seems to stare at her for a few moments, before shaking it off. ] You're kidding, right? I like made it soooo easy for you.
[ She stares back at him, expression unflinching and unchanging, before she lets out a quiet snort. That quickly trails off into giggles at his reaction, the sound muffled as she brings a hand up in a vain attempt to hide her smile. ]
Not kidding at all, I can only wonder who you mean.
[ She says, knowing exactly who he's talking about. ]
he hears her giggles, and he can't help but to push his lips out in a slight pout. one that dissipates as quickly as it appears, before he reaches back out to pinch her cheeks for real. or at least there's a strong attempt as oppose his idle threat from earlier. ]
You know what happens to cuties who make too many jokes, don't you?
[ The sight of that pout only makes her giggle all the more, though the sound quickly trails off into a whine when the cheek pinch is successful. There's no fighting it though, allowing him to pinch at the skin for as long as he wants - she still sounds a little too pleased with herself either way. ]
Besides pinch them on the cheeks? [ And even now she's still smiling a little. ] Or should I be worried about something else?
[ considering her tone, he really shouldn't let go.
but, he does release it. ] But, first things first. [ he does grab a shrimp this time, he peels it between his fingers before holding it out for her to eat. ] We should fill these cheeks up to make pinching them easier.
[ Oh, she has been freed. And is now being offered a shrimp.
It's something she considers for a moment, mentally rotating through options, before leaning in to take the shrimp from his fingers - mindfully that she doesn't actually bite him. She has some sharp teeth. ]
[ he watches the way the shrimp slips into her mouth, and he does notice the way she avoids biting his fingers, and it does get a small chuckle from him. ]
Good, I was worried if you had that I would be next on the menu.
[ teasing. he knows she has no interest in eating him. probably. ]
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Suuure, but let's say you only get one try. If you get it on the first shot, I'll grant you any wish. If you don't then... [ he makes a pinching gesture like he's going to pinch her cheek. ] you grant mine.
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Alright, deal. But if I only get one guess, I should get one hint too. [ There's a lean back in response to the pinching, a hand reaching up to press a finger against his cheek in retaliation. ]
So, give me a hint.
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[ he says with a quirk of his brow, though the soft undertone does make it clear that he's pretty endeared to it, anyway. ] As for a hint—
—it's someone you should know very well. She's strong, resilient, and also a lot of fun. Since it's someone fitting for this color, obviously she's pretty, too. [ he looks at her the entire time he speaks, an obvious sparkle in his gaze as he does. ]
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[ Not denying the greedy allegations though.
And that description... Maybe it says a lot about her that she is, for a good moment, genuinely confused; head tilting like a curious bird. Then she hums, leaning back and folding her arms over her chest, her brows furrowing as if deep in thought. ]
Hmmmmmmm... [ Cue exaggerated thinking noises. ] Should I know her, that doesn't ring any bells...
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[ he says quietly. he isn't sure if this is more of criticism to himself, or her. he seems to stare at her for a few moments, before shaking it off. ] You're kidding, right? I like made it soooo easy for you.
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Not kidding at all, I can only wonder who you mean.
[ She says, knowing exactly who he's talking about. ]
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he hears her giggles, and he can't help but to push his lips out in a slight pout. one that dissipates as quickly as it appears, before he reaches back out to pinch her cheeks for real. or at least there's a strong attempt as oppose his idle threat from earlier. ]
You know what happens to cuties who make too many jokes, don't you?
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Besides pinch them on the cheeks? [ And even now she's still smiling a little. ] Or should I be worried about something else?
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[ considering her tone, he really shouldn't let go.
but, he does release it. ] But, first things first. [ he does grab a shrimp this time, he peels it between his fingers before holding it out for her to eat. ] We should fill these cheeks up to make pinching them easier.
slowly drags myself back in...
It's something she considers for a moment, mentally rotating through options, before leaning in to take the shrimp from his fingers - mindfully that she doesn't actually bite him. She has some sharp teeth. ]
If you're gonna feed me, I won't argue with that.
sorry i am late...
Good, I was worried if you had that I would be next on the menu.
[ teasing. he knows she has no interest in eating him. probably. ]