[ It is very clear from her blank expression that Julie is completely baffled by multiple things Nadine says. What do red shoes have to do with anything? Is it a Christian Louboutin, red bottom stiletto heels kink? Seeing one Playboy and that's a seminal event (pun unintended)?
Religion fucking with your head is one thing. Julie understands that. What she can't really wrap her mind around is a Flagg who demands not just loyalty, in the form of virginity, but also... innocence? The Flagg Julie knew, that she covetously observed, he would have wanted her to know everything to better use it against others in his service.
Or did she have to be that innocent to get so close to the witch?
Nadine keeps talking, and Julie doesn't say anything. A brief face she makes indicates that she maybe doesn't necessarily disagree with Harold (ew) on the specific subject of spanking, and she's somewhat relieved to learn that Nadine's definition of extreme is, indeed, a lot tamer than her own. It's still bad, but not the kind of bad that Julie knew lurked out in their world.
But none of that is really pertinent. The intention hadn't been to make Nadine relive it; she just wanted some clarification. She would have taken a one-word answer.
So Julie shifts in the pillows, sits up more and curls next to Nadine, lays her head on Nadine's shoulder. She takes Nadine's hand and laces their fingers together before she sighs and presses the back of Nadine's hand to her lips for a moment. ]
Love you. [ There's no real clarification as to what she means, what it's a response to. Maybe just the whole story. That sentence hangs for a second before Julie says anything else. ] Okay, so what do you like? There's like, the hotwife-ish, open relationship thing. That's one thing. Although maybe it's only hotwife if you have like, one specific secondary dude? I'm not sure. Whatever, it's in that category. Maybe corsets? But really, I kinda think you just like Jaskier, and he wore a corset. Not sure if that counts, ma'am.
[ Still clutching Nadine's hand, Julie pours a new glass of wine with her phantom hand, then takes a sip. ]
There's like, so many other things. You definitely know stuff you're into, even if you never tried it.
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Religion fucking with your head is one thing. Julie understands that. What she can't really wrap her mind around is a Flagg who demands not just loyalty, in the form of virginity, but also... innocence? The Flagg Julie knew, that she covetously observed, he would have wanted her to know everything to better use it against others in his service.
Or did she have to be that innocent to get so close to the witch?
Nadine keeps talking, and Julie doesn't say anything. A brief face she makes indicates that she maybe doesn't necessarily disagree with Harold (ew) on the specific subject of spanking, and she's somewhat relieved to learn that Nadine's definition of extreme is, indeed, a lot tamer than her own. It's still bad, but not the kind of bad that Julie knew lurked out in their world.
But none of that is really pertinent. The intention hadn't been to make Nadine relive it; she just wanted some clarification. She would have taken a one-word answer.
So Julie shifts in the pillows, sits up more and curls next to Nadine, lays her head on Nadine's shoulder. She takes Nadine's hand and laces their fingers together before she sighs and presses the back of Nadine's hand to her lips for a moment. ]
Love you. [ There's no real clarification as to what she means, what it's a response to. Maybe just the whole story. That sentence hangs for a second before Julie says anything else. ] Okay, so what do you like? There's like, the hotwife-ish, open relationship thing. That's one thing. Although maybe it's only hotwife if you have like, one specific secondary dude? I'm not sure. Whatever, it's in that category. Maybe corsets? But really, I kinda think you just like Jaskier, and he wore a corset. Not sure if that counts, ma'am.
[ Still clutching Nadine's hand, Julie pours a new glass of wine with her phantom hand, then takes a sip. ]
There's like, so many other things. You definitely know stuff you're into, even if you never tried it.