12-22-2023, 11:05 PM
When Jaxen laughed, it wasn’t entirely obvious whether it was out of sarcasm or genuine amusement. “The gods. What is it with you Atharim and the gods?” His tone was similarly someplace between annoyed and teasing, and he squirmed a little under her touch in return. Between being more ticklish than what was considered manly and the sensitivity of delicate skin, when Zephyr ran her hands down his body, he couldn’t help but wiggle onto his shoulder. He propped his head on his hand, and studied her in the same way as she assessed him. “I’ll pass on the island. Sounds like a decent enough place to raise —” his devilish grin played along with the ruse that any child at all would come to exist, let alone multiples — “children.”
After Zephyr leaned away, he absently scratched the stubble on his neck, then used the motion as an excuse to ruffle her hair. “Tell me about these ancient gods you all worshipped.”
After Zephyr leaned away, he absently scratched the stubble on his neck, then used the motion as an excuse to ruffle her hair. “Tell me about these ancient gods you all worshipped.”