"All mine?" They relished the feeling of that wording on their lips. "Very well then. As you asked for seclusion, I can assure you my lodgings are free of preeing eyes-" they had to stop there, blinking away a thought. "But those of my beloved spindlewolf, yet she doesn't take as much interest in my affairs than in other people's so we should be safe."
After dismissing a fond chuckle, the Professor accommodated more of the Mycologist close to them. "Shall we?"
Re: Burning the Dance Floor
After dismissing a fond chuckle, the Professor accommodated more of the Mycologist close to them. "Shall we?"