#{she 100% giggles in the ellipsis and is very pleased with herself}

[bornofbloodandwater]

“well, at least the music isn’t terrible…” for a situation where they have to slow-dance | from Thack - @derobergeist​

        “I apologise that my company is not stimulating enough for you, Thackery.” Turning her face from him. Shrinking in his hold, feigning the emotional wound of his words. The smirk rising on her lips rendering her joke transparent. “But I believe I deserve at least one dance from you, you grouch.” The way she’s pressed herself to Thack’s chest drawing chatter and looks from some of the older ladies standing around the dance floor. He truly draws out the dramatic in her.

No matter the faux-daintiness and swooning Xiomara conducts for her words, her steps are precise and elegant. Clear that she frequently participates in dances, balls, galas, or any other such occasions where one might find tipsy men with a price on their head. Straightening to her regular dancing posture, polite and distant, as she makes an offer of compensation.

        “Perhaps, as a reward we can do something you want to do. Just please, don’t dissect my cats, I am sure your ... curiosity would kill them.”