[ Completely, utterly innocent in the way she leans forward to take that last bite, lips barely brushing against Ruby's fingertips. Coyness does not come naturally to Adelaide, and thus it is not coy. Merely affectionate and, perhaps, more than a little grateful. ]
Physical contact does do a great deal to sooth the mind. In the Qun Tamassrans take care of such things from what I have heard. Perhaps a similar service would do well to ease stress in the Inquisition? Though there is one problem with this.
Mmhmm. Oh, if only this world had PowerPoint. I'd run wild.
( spoken with a broad smile, Ruby delighted by the exchange, by the playfulness of it compared to that raw, painfulness of a minutes earlier.
Adelaide grazing Ruby's fingertips may not be intentional, and especially not intentionally coy, but there's a quiet hitch of her breath that she ignores, exhaling slowly.
Wait. Focus. ) The Qun has designated cuddlers? ( Pro...bably not exactly. ) What's the problem?
( No, it's fine, she's just shaking her head a little, eyes shut, embarrassed by her own thought of cuddling rather than what was probably the more logical conclusion. ) That— makes more sense.
( And eyeroll at herself, bemused by her own conclusion, as her fingers stroke through Adelaide's hair. )
No? But what about the research? A larger pool of hugging data? ( She doesn't bother to hide her smile, so ridiculous is her teasing. )
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[ Completely, utterly innocent in the way she leans forward to take that last bite, lips barely brushing against Ruby's fingertips. Coyness does not come naturally to Adelaide, and thus it is not coy. Merely affectionate and, perhaps, more than a little grateful. ]
Physical contact does do a great deal to sooth the mind. In the Qun Tamassrans take care of such things from what I have heard. Perhaps a similar service would do well to ease stress in the Inquisition? Though there is one problem with this.
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( spoken with a broad smile, Ruby delighted by the exchange, by the playfulness of it compared to that raw, painfulness of a minutes earlier.
Adelaide grazing Ruby's fingertips may not be intentional, and especially not intentionally coy, but there's a quiet hitch of her breath that she ignores, exhaling slowly.
Wait. Focus. ) The Qun has designated cuddlers? ( Pro...bably not exactly. ) What's the problem?
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[ She leans up to press her lips against Ruby's cheek, arm looped comfortably around her waist. ]
I have no desire to share you with anyone. Someone else would have to stand in for research purposes.
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( No, it's fine, she's just shaking her head a little, eyes shut, embarrassed by her own thought of cuddling rather than what was probably the more logical conclusion. ) That— makes more sense.
( And eyeroll at herself, bemused by her own conclusion, as her fingers stroke through Adelaide's hair. )
No? But what about the research? A larger pool of hugging data? ( She doesn't bother to hide her smile, so ridiculous is her teasing. )