headlocked | Sprezzatura PSL

Sprezzatura PSL

once again fair warning it'll be lewd what do you expect here

I'm glad you're here to call by it.

[one seems to be... something like a cross between sage and garlic in one plant? another, feverfew and ginger. there's strange mushrooms and mosses as well, none of them quite what would make sense with her experience.]

[ that academic curiosity he so infrequently got to see flares now. she wants to take samples...

but, with a fond scoff, she looks over at him ]

Soft.

[she just gets a raised eyebrow.]

And?

And you are clearly comfortable here being lighter hearted.

It's home.

[he supplies, then, considers further.]

Less alone, too. Than I was for a time.

Your little devil.

[ without thinking about it, her hands are moving to nab a little bit of the garlic-sage. no matter her character development, asking before doing still rarely occurs to her ]

Yes... And the others around him.

[with a little hesitation, somewhere between amused and tsundere.

Topper squeaks, and he sighs.]

And Topper.

[he makes no move to keep her from snatching bits of herb, at least for now, seeming more entertained than anything.]