[Thérèse makes sure to shift herself just enough to leer at Edmund, delighting in deliberately making him uncomfortable. She rolls onto her side at Ouroboros' comment to turn her leer onto her, tone openly snide.]
No, just the peanut gallery.
[Now, Aristaeos, that's more along the lines of what she wanted to hear! Thérèse rakes her gaze over him lasciviously, her tail flicking lazily at the grass.]
Well, no one can deny the inherent uniqueness of a shiny like yourself. So many creatures are little more than a dime a dozen. But -
[Her gaze slides to Ouroboros, who receives the same, slow once over.]
The power of both of your forms: my, it is very appealing.
[She sighs dramatically, muscles relaxing as if in mock-flustered repose.]
How am I to decide when presented with such similar forms? Is it only your colours that differ? Am I doomed to be made to create an opinion with only the superficial?
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No, just the peanut gallery.
[Now, Aristaeos, that's more along the lines of what she wanted to hear! Thérèse rakes her gaze over him lasciviously, her tail flicking lazily at the grass.]
Well, no one can deny the inherent uniqueness of a shiny like yourself. So many creatures are little more than a dime a dozen. But -
[Her gaze slides to Ouroboros, who receives the same, slow once over.]
The power of both of your forms: my, it is very appealing.
[She sighs dramatically, muscles relaxing as if in mock-flustered repose.]
How am I to decide when presented with such similar forms? Is it only your colours that differ? Am I doomed to be made to create an opinion with only the superficial?