Eight's muscle tightened at the embrace... not that she wasn't prepared for it, but Octolings weren't especially known for their physical displays of affection. Which went a long way to show how moved she was by his dance.
"Inigo..." She whispered softly, drawing him near. "...my body doesn't have any bones. I won't get hurt by something as minor as that." Despite the fact that she hit the wall going something like 30 mph.
She pulls away, her golden eyes looking directly into his. "Why didn't you tell anybody that you can dance that well? You're... amazing."
Did this have something to do with what happened in the forest...?
sorry for the delay -- lots of stuff happened; it's fine if you want to end it here!
"Inigo..." She whispered softly, drawing him near. "...my body doesn't have any bones. I won't get hurt by something as minor as that." Despite the fact that she hit the wall going something like 30 mph.
She pulls away, her golden eyes looking directly into his. "Why didn't you tell anybody that you can dance that well? You're... amazing."
Did this have something to do with what happened in the forest...?