Deepwood Weald Diddly dee

Relief washed over Chip as he echoed her own thoughts and feelings on the situation. Just business. She liked that, and she would definitely have to incorporate that into her vocabulary more often. If some of you expected her to suddenly chase after something once it wasn't knocking on her door, you were sadly mistaken. Just because she wasn't looking for an emotional, heavy connection didn't mean she wanted to lack intimacy, though.

Now that they were facing each other again, she gave him a quick, innocent lick on the cheek. "Good," she replied. "Maybe we can... do business again sometime?" It was a half-question, half-suggestion, though she didn't want him to feel obligated to say yes or no on the spot. "I'm not staying anywhere solid right now, so if you want, I can come back here in... oh, say 10 days, and if you're not here, I'll get the hint." She was more than happy to let him go off and do his own thing and never see her again, but the business had been good enough that she was gonna get a hankering for more.