Ankyra Sound dinner at deviant's palace

LMAO lasher u brave soul

all this open talk, while easy to lasher, came with difficulty for the siren. she had never been outspoken, had always been proud, and sometimes, had been a little stupid. this limited her willingness to feel vulnerable, even alongside a trusted confidant such as lasher. the pearl, pale as a conch's brim, mesmerized her -- she had never seen one so well rounded or coruscating coral in appearance. his compliment caused a sharp jerk of her gaze upwards and she cast him a cold glance, her fierce yellow eyes lidded in a sly squint. "and it brings out the distinguished grey flecking your temples too," she joked wryly, knowing full well that in the compliment department she was far outgunned.