09-02-2020, 11:48 AM
He teased an answer, and she humoured him with slitted eyes and a sly grin. What he chose to ask for made her laugh, for it was so adorably pedestrian. Nhysa had never cooked for a man in her life. Still, the thought was strangely appealing, if the glint in her eye right then suggested that not quite innocent thoughts were flitting through her head. She was almost tempted to let him win, but she knew once they were in the ring instinct would overrule any such desire.
"Okay," she agreed. He could have asked anything; she was confidant in her abilities. Meanwhile the children departed, many of them clamouring for Li's attention else traipsing past in awe. Nhysa was more than ready to see this wager through, though first she offered her own stakes. "And if I win, I want to see one of those in the flesh." She gestured the stuffed head on the wall behind. Curiosity, not bloodlust. For the creature itself, or perhaps only in arbitrary excuse to see him again, much as his had been. She smirked, then glanced at the two men who wandered in after the class left.
"Okay," she agreed. He could have asked anything; she was confidant in her abilities. Meanwhile the children departed, many of them clamouring for Li's attention else traipsing past in awe. Nhysa was more than ready to see this wager through, though first she offered her own stakes. "And if I win, I want to see one of those in the flesh." She gestured the stuffed head on the wall behind. Curiosity, not bloodlust. For the creature itself, or perhaps only in arbitrary excuse to see him again, much as his had been. She smirked, then glanced at the two men who wandered in after the class left.
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