Neverwinter Forest Sometimes like a James Bond mind

Oh. Dear. Gods. 

The huntress' mouth drops, painfully obvious. She knew he had the weird accent with the deep voice. She knew he spoke a language far different from any Greek or Norse she had been known of, but his 'foreignness' seemed to even outmatch that of the coastal wolves of the Yuelong family. He definitely wasnt getting it and the Archer maiden couldnt help but fall onto her rump in a fit of giggles. 

Noooooo! She gave him another 'no', dramatically so with a shake of her skull. I dont mean like that. I mean she does but, she sighs, gathering herself up onto her feet once more. This was both funny and painful to endure. 

She thinks you a SEXY BEAST. SEXY- Like hot, but not like fire. Handsome but not just like 'oh he is a nice looking guy' more like 'Hey I think I wanna get with that.' She pauses, single brow lifted, head tilted, leaning towards him. Are you getting it yet?!