[ If the thoughts had manifested as a conversation? Lantaa would have protested such thoughts. They have found one another, and thus, he now has the chance for that very life. While they are, for all pretenses, strangers? She has no doubts that he is the one meant for her. She knew, on some level, that it was him the moment the Azure Dragoon brought him into her cave. If he has realized the same is unknown to her at the moment.
Her state has yet to change despite his worries. She is still melted against him, head leaning into the hand that strokes her ear, wearing a content yet almost dazed expression. The blue hue remains covering her eyes despite his change in tone or his hesitation. A small gentle smile touches her face as her ear gives a gentle twitch under his fingers. ]
Yes, it does. [ Lantaa's tone shifts to something more of herself--the very same he heard when she spoke to him the first time.
Her eyes drift shut as the hand on his chest lifts to rest on his cheek. Then, her hand halts, as if her body has realized that her movements were not commanded or implied to be done. She does not freeze as a soldier might waiting for orders. Instead, she continues to rest her weight against him and merely waits.
Lantaa takes note, somewhere in her mind, of his reaction to her tail moving. A part of her wishes to shrink away in embarrassment, but he has not said he dislikes the touch. She keeps her tail where it is for now until he directs her to move it away from him.
His question causes her hazed eyes to open once more. Lantaa's gaze meets his immediately. The intensity behind the haze says that while she is following his suggestions and commands? She agrees to them. She wants to follow what he offers. There is just something, her own mind, that keeps her from voicing it, without another to help. ]
Yes, I would be willing to. [ Her voice shifts once more back into the obedient tone. Lantaa shifts slightly against him to press herself to him further. ] What else would you have me do for you? Tell me.
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Her state has yet to change despite his worries. She is still melted against him, head leaning into the hand that strokes her ear, wearing a content yet almost dazed expression. The blue hue remains covering her eyes despite his change in tone or his hesitation. A small gentle smile touches her face as her ear gives a gentle twitch under his fingers. ]
Yes, it does. [ Lantaa's tone shifts to something more of herself--the very same he heard when she spoke to him the first time.
Her eyes drift shut as the hand on his chest lifts to rest on his cheek. Then, her hand halts, as if her body has realized that her movements were not commanded or implied to be done. She does not freeze as a soldier might waiting for orders. Instead, she continues to rest her weight against him and merely waits.
Lantaa takes note, somewhere in her mind, of his reaction to her tail moving. A part of her wishes to shrink away in embarrassment, but he has not said he dislikes the touch. She keeps her tail where it is for now until he directs her to move it away from him.
His question causes her hazed eyes to open once more. Lantaa's gaze meets his immediately. The intensity behind the haze says that while she is following his suggestions and commands? She agrees to them. She wants to follow what he offers. There is just something, her own mind, that keeps her from voicing it, without another to help. ]
Yes, I would be willing to. [ Her voice shifts once more back into the obedient tone. Lantaa shifts slightly against him to press herself to him further. ] What else would you have me do for you? Tell me.