[There’s an edge of wickedness in Valerius’ smile (but no razor teeth this time) as he catches that small movement. He leans forward at his table, resting his chin on long, elegant hands]
[He answers back playfully, with a small laugh in his voice as he gestures one hand outward, focusing all of his willpower to not to swirl water around his fingers as he does so. That hand is tense, and tendons pop further from the skin. it’s clear this is difficult for him. This time, he seems to understand jokes well enough, and even plays along.]
no subject
[He answers back playfully, with a small laugh in his voice as he gestures one hand outward, focusing all of his willpower to not to swirl water around his fingers as he does so. That hand is tense, and tendons pop further from the skin. it’s clear this is difficult for him. This time, he seems to understand jokes well enough, and even plays along.]
Why, I’m about as human as you are, good sir.