[ Cadence leans into his touch as he pushes back her hair, eyes fluttering shut for a moment as she inhales to try to steady her breathing again, but otherwise not breaking eye contact. ]
I think I may be feeling a little faint. Might even have some vertigo coming on.
[ Her grip around the back of neck loosens for a moment, ready to straighten them both up to be able to leave, before tightening again when she realizes what else she’s implying. ]
[ Still so careful. Atta girl. Clay smiles and hums appreciatively, deciding the best course of action. ]
My driver is waiting for a summons. It only makes sense to make one trip, in that case. I live outside Astoria; would that drive be okay in your- condition?
[ He lowers his hand to the space below her hip, gently touching, massaging lower and feigning a concerned look. Such a pitiable illness. ]
[ Cadence snakes her free hand lower, playing with the belt loops on Clay’s dress pants and the clasp of his belt with not-so subtle meaning while she contemplates.
It’s…it violates her typical rules, going home versus a neutral location where she can dictate the terms more easily, make sure there’s no confusion on where she stands emotionally. That said, Cadence is feeling somewhat okay toeing her own self-imposed lines tonight; she can always leave as soon as they’re done, and she’d be lying if she said she wasn’t curious about what a modern dragon lair looks like. ]
Maybe; I think we’d have to leave soon though. I’d hate to faint and cause a scene.
[ Clay’s lips part infinitesimally as one hand reaches into his pants pocket for the phone. The lock screen reads 9:50pm. Close enough. ]
Yeah. I know it’s- No, I have company. - Mm. - We’ll be outside.
[ The phone is replaced into the pocket, and suddenly it becomes real all at once. In his current state it feels like the obviously right choice. But part of him nags about letting a stranger inside.
…Is she a stranger anymore? Clay cocks his head and fixes the once pushed aside strap of her dress, since she was so kind as to put his tie back in order. He speaks more quietly than he intends, almost reverently. ]
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I think I may be feeling a little faint. Might even have some vertigo coming on.
[ Her grip around the back of neck loosens for a moment, ready to straighten them both up to be able to leave, before tightening again when she realizes what else she’s implying. ]
Not my place though. Somewhere else.
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My driver is waiting for a summons. It only makes sense to make one trip, in that case. I live outside Astoria; would that drive be okay in your- condition?
[ He lowers his hand to the space below her hip, gently touching, massaging lower and feigning a concerned look. Such a pitiable illness. ]
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It’s…it violates her typical rules, going home versus a neutral location where she can dictate the terms more easily, make sure there’s no confusion on where she stands emotionally. That said, Cadence is feeling somewhat okay toeing her own self-imposed lines tonight; she can always leave as soon as they’re done, and she’d be lying if she said she wasn’t curious about what a modern dragon lair looks like. ]
Maybe; I think we’d have to leave soon though. I’d hate to faint and cause a scene.
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Yeah. I know it’s- No, I have company. - Mm. - We’ll be outside.
[ The phone is replaced into the pocket, and suddenly it becomes real all at once. In his current state it feels like the obviously right choice. But part of him nags about letting a stranger inside.
…Is she a stranger anymore? Clay cocks his head and fixes the once pushed aside strap of her dress, since she was so kind as to put his tie back in order. He speaks more quietly than he intends, almost reverently. ]
Let’s get your coat.