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[ THIS IS THE FONDEST SIGH. The arm around him gives him a very gentle squeeze. ]

Believe it or not, I understand. [ He saw the first time her thirst hit. She never thought she'd eat again. ]

So fine, then. But I get to spoil you, so what can I do other than smell like a flower once I'm allowed to get up? And you have to pick a second favorite flower, while we're at it.

Ehehe, well, cecilias are obviously the best flower! It's difficult to find things with their scent, though . . . which is a shame, because it's much better than roses.

I guess I could figure out how to extract the scent from the flowers myself . . . hmmm . . .

That sounds like a lot of work, coming from you. It must be the best scent ever created. [ tease tease ]

[ Tuts dramatically ]

I'll have you know that it was I who handed down the arduous process of wine-making to humanity in the first place! This would be nothing in comparison!

[ . . . ]

I'll check the shop later to see if they have any scents in stock.

[ She does not laugh out loud which should qualify her for an award of some kind ]

[ Was part of your reasoning for passing the arduous process off onto humans so that you wouldn't have to make it all yourself, by any chance ]

Would you let me run out and grab it, or are you going to turn your charms on someone else as a preemptive reward for their assistance? [ She's French, she can use pretty words to talk about fucking with people quite effortlessly ]

[ Don't @ him, he's just a benevolent god!!! ]

If you were to run and grab it, have I not technically worked my charms on someone as a preemptive reward for their assistance?

Considering you just told me to stay put, it feels more like an act of rebellion. [ Which is not a matter of semantics, hush. ] But all for the sake of your delicate constitution.

And... comfortable as you are, when I'm this thirsty I need some distraction.

[ Sighs dramatically ]

Fiiiiine. I'll concede, just this one time.

Don't pout. [ Even if she is borrowing Lupine.][ tugs on his braid, she has no boundaries right now help ]

We'll be back in a bit, and I'll be much more palatable. [ And perhaps slightly less bloodthirsty ]

[ POUTS MORE ]

Don't get so busy that you take too long.

That's not really our forte, but absolutely every effort will be made.

[ Would this face lie to you??? ]

[ ... Yes ]

Liar.

[ -- caught red-handed, and before she even did anything! In her defense, she's trying hard not to bring up that she's definitely going to be drinking his blood while they're gone. Pre-bathing, of course. ]

All right, all right. [ Venti killed her twice and then put her back together, literally he's going to win every argument by default for the next approximately forever. ]

But I promise that when we do get back, we'll make it up to you, and then some. Both of us. Is that good enough? [ They'll lavish flower-smelling attention on him and give him all the things he's due in life (which are in their power to give). ]

Hmmm . . . I suppose I can agree to those terms.

Then I shall be off to make myself worthy of your presence. I'll get some flower scented stuff to use so I won't make you sick again. [ And a bottle of mouthwash to carry around for when she can't avoid drinking blood away from home. ]

Stay pretty while I'm gone [ she says in untranslated French, as a parting thought. Like it'll be a problem. ]

[ As she goes: ]

Je suis toujours jolie, ma chérie.

Une jolie douleur dans le cul. [ She waves over her shoulder. It is nice to hear him progressing so well, though! ]

[ Giggling to himself ]

Ooohhh, I'll have to look that one up!