[ Nami, too, sounds amused, although there's a little more oomph put on the pointed tone of her voice that strongly suggests she would really rather not.
The rest, however–
Well, she's left intrigued and pleased when she hears the machinery in the wall come to life, lowering the divider that's kept their pods separate. Dabi's countdown serves to ensure the wry smirk on her face is set once she can see him from where she's seated, perched on the edge of the couch, with her elbow balanced on the arm rest. Her drink hovers in front of her lips, masking the pleased expression, save for the knowing way her eyes crease at the corners. ]
Kind of misleading, isn't it? [ Nami puts in once the count hits six, while she rises to her feet and circles behind the couch to start idly rifling through the chest of toys and other various accoutrements left by the House. ]
Something tells me this countdown is the last I'll be seeing of those good manners for a while.
[ Nami holds up a neatly tied length of velvety-looking ribbon from the chest, silently raising her eyebrows at him in question as a subtle, unexpected pang of excitement quietly zings through her over picking out something for him to tie her up with. ]
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[ Nami, too, sounds amused, although there's a little more oomph put on the pointed tone of her voice that strongly suggests she would really rather not.
The rest, however–
Well, she's left intrigued and pleased when she hears the machinery in the wall come to life, lowering the divider that's kept their pods separate. Dabi's countdown serves to ensure the wry smirk on her face is set once she can see him from where she's seated, perched on the edge of the couch, with her elbow balanced on the arm rest. Her drink hovers in front of her lips, masking the pleased expression, save for the knowing way her eyes crease at the corners. ]
Kind of misleading, isn't it? [ Nami puts in once the count hits six, while she rises to her feet and circles behind the couch to start idly rifling through the chest of toys and other various accoutrements left by the House. ]
Something tells me this countdown is the last I'll be seeing of those good manners for a while.
[ Nami holds up a neatly tied length of velvety-looking ribbon from the chest, silently raising her eyebrows at him in question as a subtle, unexpected pang of excitement quietly zings through her over picking out something for him to tie her up with. ]