[Slightly emboldened by her friend's approach, a fact that she will absolutely not admit to, Gideon takes a few more uncertain steps forward. Her gaze skims briefly away from Ciri and down toward the water now lapping gently at her calves. No sign of anything big and toothy, but one can never be sure.]
I mean, maybe? If it asked politely and was like, a cute as all hell lady fish. Consent is key, you know?
[She slants Ciri a smile, though there's still a certain level of tension hovering around the angles of her face.]
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I mean, maybe? If it asked politely and was like, a cute as all hell lady fish. Consent is key, you know?
[She slants Ciri a smile, though there's still a certain level of tension hovering around the angles of her face.]