Getting more comfortable, Nari lifted an arm and rested it on Dalton's shoulder to pillow her head on it. It was a casual gesture, the sort of touchiness that came naturally to someone as tipsy as her. It also gave her a better vantage point as he sorted through his sundry treasures.
Of course, the glimmer caught the dragon's eye, and she looked on in fascination, spying what she could only describe as liquid light. That familiar, instinctive covetousness squirmed around in her gut, but she kept her hands to herself. She was a noble dragon, after all, not some magpie to go around snatching shiny things. Not since she was much younger, anyway.
The suggestion of a timepiece disguise earned Dalton a thoughtful noise, and then his teasing question made her laugh. She cocked her head at his charming smile, her dark eyes crinkling with mirth. “It will have to do,” she allowed, playing at aloof, though the tête-à-tête was worming a smile out of the corner of her mouth. Gesturing back at the bracelets with her drink, she asked, “And what, together, will this contraption do?”
Of course, the glimmer caught the dragon's eye, and she looked on in fascination, spying what she could only describe as liquid light. That familiar, instinctive covetousness squirmed around in her gut, but she kept her hands to herself. She was a noble dragon, after all, not some magpie to go around snatching shiny things. Not since she was much younger, anyway.
The suggestion of a timepiece disguise earned Dalton a thoughtful noise, and then his teasing question made her laugh. She cocked her head at his charming smile, her dark eyes crinkling with mirth. “It will have to do,” she allowed, playing at aloof, though the tête-à-tête was worming a smile out of the corner of her mouth. Gesturing back at the bracelets with her drink, she asked, “And what, together, will this contraption do?”