Firefly Glen sanctify

the whale fat she'd neatly tucked in the corner of her cheek was now placed back between two molars, the gnawing subtle but present. "what is it you wish to hear?" there was a delight to her tone, soft and starbound, reaching for the curiosity he'd displayed. 

"is it where we go that pulls your interest?" a pause, a breath testing against the measure of his charm, "or is it why we go there?" she eases as the last of her words melt off her tongue. the gentle rustle of her acolytes stirs as background noise, but it is the melody of cole's voice that now held her attention.