[ She sighs loudly in protest, ears bending back against her head underneath the hood as he has to pull away from their attempted kiss. Her eyebrows turn up in something of a pout before turning her head to look at it is who interrupts her time with Aymeric.
Tataru stands a level below them with her hand raised in greetings. Alkaid cannot help the scowl that takes her face. ]
It would seem so.
[ Her gaze goes back to him, as if to ask if he wishes to interject one last time. ]
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Tataru stands a level below them with her hand raised in greetings. Alkaid cannot help the scowl that takes her face. ]
It would seem so.
[ Her gaze goes back to him, as if to ask if he wishes to interject one last time. ]