[She doesn't even blink at his demands. She's too busy sizing him up. And no, she doesn't stop touching him. She might have, if he hadn't said anything, but now that he's ordered her not to, she certainly won't. At least not until she's ready to stop.]
How exactly are you animated, dearie? Magic or science?
[Flirt all she may, she is genuinely intrigued. There are no living dead on any of the planets she knows.]
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Date: 2013-12-24 04:44 am (UTC)From:How exactly are you animated, dearie? Magic or science?
[Flirt all she may, she is genuinely intrigued. There are no living dead on any of the planets she knows.]