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[adventageous]

Of course. You're nothing if not a gentleman.

[Even behind closed doors, she'd argue, where their activities are far less proper. Although there's something about the way he says it that isn't quite sincere. Perhaps the playful twinkle in his eye.

Which only gets her smiling wider as she places a hand on his chest.]

As appealing as being carried off in your arms may be, I'd prefer to avoid property damage. There's something to be said for having patience and waiting until we're done cooking to engage in anything.

[At her own insinuation and his outright suggestion, Alice feels most of her blood rush to her face and the rest of it go to... other places as her mind wanders the rest of the way. She clears her throat and drops her gaze, not quite losing her nerve but definitely pressing up against what she's able to discuss casually.]

I am curious what else has changed, where I can't see. Under your clothes.

[She dares a peek upward with a shy, hopeful smile.]

There's no need for us to run to an inn, though. We can save the rendezvous for... for another time.

[Like maybe the full moons. But she doesn't quite have the nerve to say that out loud.]

[cointosser]

[Ah, a shame. He's always wanted to be the hero for once. Surely there will be time for it still.

His hand covers hers against his chest, over his heart. The contrast of blue on pale white is striking, only emphasizing his inhumanness now. And yet... yes. His heart still feels calm.

A little calm. It kickstarts a bit, certainly, when she so expertly teases him. His blue eyes light up, perhaps even a glow coming to his horns, if such a thing were possible.]

I -- I can possibly confirm there were, ah, some changes -- [Right. Another time. Calm yourself, Jask.] Yes. [He licks his lips, squeezing her hand.] Whenever you wish.

[adventageous]

[Alice, too, notes the contrast in their skintones as their hands rest one on the other. There's something striking and beautiful about it, she thinks, even if it's not a human difference. It seems her early introduction to the supernatural has had an effect on what she finds appealing.

Hard not to wonder if that, and this, are somehow fated.

Her brows furrow slightly at Jaskier's response, and Alice realizes she may have been misunderstood.]

I only mean to wait on the inn. I'd... very much like to sneak off somewhere with you right now. [Even if it seems impossible, she feels her face flush further.] If that's all right with you.

[cointosser]

[Or... he should not calm himself.

A smile spreads wide across his face, his eyes glowing. Oh. Normally Jaskier would say it's, of course, coming down to his excellent seduction skills, but Alice has thrown him for a loop more than once.

And he is very quickly learning this yearning is all her own, and none from his encouragement.

He replaces his hand onto her cheek to feel the warmth of it. Somehow, it's even more noticeable now, that warmth, as he's grown a bit colder than himself. One must imagine a more intimate moment would be that much more incredible.

Luckily, she does not seem to shy away from his new hue.] There is not a single thing I would love more. [He stands carefully, his tail moving excitedly, offering a hand to help her up, too.] I believe my room is still very private.

[adventageous]

[The touch of his hand on her face feels cooler than it once did, but it's no less pleasant. (And given the heat of her blushing, the contrast in temperature is quite appreciated.) Alice smiles and tilts her head slightly into it affectionately before he pulls it away to stand up.

Her smile only grows as she lets him help her to her feet. She stands up on her toes for a moment, pressing a soft kiss to his cheek. It's a promise, to be fulfilled behind closed doors.]

I think your room will be perfect.