[ She hadn't been sure what these rooms would entail, but finding them comfortable and cozy and, yes, delightfully private, she follows Caster inside with a curious glance around her.
Only to laugh softly when he clinks his glass against her own with that proposition. She knows that tone of voice well enough by now and she can't help but cast him a knowing smile, edged with her own flirtation. Even if he'll still pick up a flair of anticipation shaded with nerves in response - not reluctant, just... the thrill of stepping into something unknown. ]
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Only to laugh softly when he clinks his glass against her own with that proposition. She knows that tone of voice well enough by now and she can't help but cast him a knowing smile, edged with her own flirtation. Even if he'll still pick up a flair of anticipation shaded with nerves in response - not reluctant, just... the thrill of stepping into something unknown. ]
And what's wrong with yours?