[ Dany's hands pause, the spread of her fingers nestling neatly against the gentle crevice of Loki's waist. Her head slopes to the side almost lazily in response to the disturbance, unspoken permission as some of the bright hair falls away from her shoulder. ]
Did you mean to deny me? [ she sounds amused even as her skin lights with electricity, returning a question with another question. ] You know I cannot think when you interrupt.
[ So, no. Some part of her is listening for anyone who might be near, her half-lidded gaze outward and to her right, but she gives no indication that she wishes to leave yet. ]
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Did you mean to deny me? [ she sounds amused even as her skin lights with electricity, returning a question with another question. ] You know I cannot think when you interrupt.
[ So, no. Some part of her is listening for anyone who might be near, her half-lidded gaze outward and to her right, but she gives no indication that she wishes to leave yet. ]