Even if Gentaro had given the moirail thing a go with Saionji, she still couldn't much wrap her mind around him getting into other permutations of romance.
"Anyway, you haven't got a caliginous pore in your body, right? It's all flush for you, all the time." With a wink, she adds, "Not your kind of kissing, right?" Roxane holy shit shut up. She about shoves the controller into her mouth. Flirting on the internet is one thing, isn't it, or when it's with certain people.
If this was one of her stories, it would be really easy to broach the subject further, let out something coy about flushcrushes. Thankfully, the tank is there to save them any further conversation about biological imperative.
"Yeah, yeah yeah yeah, no sweat; I'll treat it with the utmost reverence you deserve. That tank will remain intact. For now." Roxane lobs a frag grenade in a direction not at the tank, muttering under her breath: "Fucking wow."
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Even if Gentaro had given the moirail thing a go with Saionji, she still couldn't much wrap her mind around him getting into other permutations of romance.
"Anyway, you haven't got a caliginous pore in your body, right? It's all flush for you, all the time." With a wink, she adds, "Not your kind of kissing, right?" Roxane holy shit shut up. She about shoves the controller into her mouth. Flirting on the internet is one thing, isn't it, or when it's with certain people.
If this was one of her stories, it would be really easy to broach the subject further, let out something coy about flushcrushes. Thankfully, the tank is there to save them any further conversation about biological imperative.
"Yeah, yeah yeah yeah, no sweat; I'll treat it with the utmost reverence you deserve. That tank will remain intact. For now." Roxane lobs a frag grenade in a direction not at the tank, muttering under her breath: "Fucking wow."