In which; we contemplate the misuse of travel.

[cursed_analysis]

[The experiment was a perfect success! Except, no. Not at all really.

Arro looked at the latest results of opening a rend in the dimensions, and arguably this was stranger still than his own wanderings to an fro; he hadn't quite realized that it opened an actual doorway--back and forth travel. He was under the impression he'd been opening one-way holes that only would allow him to go through.

Which brought him to the girl. Cute, which was perfectly acceptable. He knelt, looking her over carefully. Undeniably curious if the rend had done this, or if she tripped into the doorway, he looked her over from head to toe. Regardless, he sighed softly; it would be quite a bit before he could open another. Still, might as well see if she understands the Low Speech or if he'll have to try Common instead.]

Ma se Sicuz, Femma?

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[occulthymns]

[She meets his stare with a hard one of her own, trying to decide whether she wants him in the bed with her after that. She should kick him out, or leave herself, but where is she going to go? And she can't really deny the desire to have something to cling to.

What can she say, she's an affectionate person by nature.

After a few moments she decides to relax, huffing quietly, rolling onto her side and curling up a little. She won't take her eyes off of him, but the ice in her gaze is warming up, to something a little more curious.]

[cursed_analysis]

[Well, it seems something in her has changed. Which just serves to make things yet more interesting for him. He ponders her silence for a long while as he considers the unspoken offer from her. Resting his weight on his hand, he moves from weightless to pressing down the mattress as he flows onto the bed smoothly.

Languidly, he moves next to her, making sure to keep her hands away from his back; he had a sharp surprise on it, after all. There's a pleased noise nonetheless though, having a warm body next to his slightly cooler one was nice, in the end.]