Makeda, what do you think of David?
Sheba was silent for a few moments, seemingly pondering the question. Her ears flicked a little as she bit her lip- concentrating on what she wanted to sayā¦or how she wanted to say it.
āHeāsā¦ā She began, unsure of what to really say.Ā āAhh, how should I put thisā¦ā She began to fidget a little,Ā ears flattening against her head.Ā āHeāsā¦a good man, isnāt he?ā Why is that a question?!Ā
āNo, no, let me rephrase that-!!ā She let out a cough, clearing her throat.Ā āDavidā¦is certainly a complex man, you know. But heās a good man, if a littleĀ forward at timesā¦ā A pause, as a cheeky grin comes to her face.
āB~u~tā¦thereās nothing wrong with being upfrontĀ with your pricesā¦A-ahem! I mean, ueh, desires!āĀ
ā..Thatās certainly a traitā¦that I wish heĀ had inherited from Davidā¦āĀ