It's a Date

[Nox]

Nox listened carefully. He'd only see the crazy ones before the animialstic ones. Her last comment coincided with his own thoughts he nearly spit out the wine he'd just taken a sip of. Nox coughed until he cleared his lungs of the misplaced wine with a wry grin. "Primal feelings eh?"


He grinned at her "It's probably a good thing we didn't go dancing. Not sure I could keep my promise if we did."
And he wasn't lying. But he wanted to keep that promise. She didn't need his shit piled on top of her problems.

Nox pulled his chair closer to the table and focused his thoughts on anything but sex or dancing. "So these senses - that tunnels had to smell worse than they do to me. I know when I hold the power everything is more vivid. Sights, sounds, smell. Nothing like your's I'd assume - being still human connections and all. How'd you fight off going crazy like the ones we take down?"
Nox set his fork down on his empty plate, he hadn't realized he cleaned it - he'd barely tasted the meal he was so absorbed in Elyse.