#damnshems

"Yanno", she said, maybe just a little offended that her cool hunting trophy didn't reap the praise, she expected, "they tend to look bigger, 'cause of all th' fur."

"So it appears."

✧✧✧✧✧✧✧✧✧✧ | Romantic Attraction“Perhaps I ought to just jump off a cliff of my own accord? Yes? Swallow something incredibly poisonous?”✧✧✧✧✧✧✧✧✧✧ | Crushing“To say nothing, nothing, of what Lord Harellin would make of me should I ever even consider making untoward advances, or having untoward feelings, regarding the Lady Darcia.”✦✦✦✧✧✧✧✧✧✧ | Squishing“Yes, very well, we are some sort of friends, I suppose. I could do a good deal worse than to remain in her good graces.”✧✧✧✧✧✧✧✧✧✧ | Sensual Attraction“I will keep my hands to myself and pray for the sort of merciful grace that will keep her at a safe distance.”✦✦✦✦✦✧✧✧✧✧ | Aesthetic Attraction“She is, of course, adorable. Now if I may be excused, I need to go pick a cliff to hurl myself from.”

Nevia looked actually lost, as she stood on a crossing, surrounded by eluvians. “I guess, we are… Any idea where to go through now?”

“Well... thanks I guess?  But y’know I doubt there’s anything  really cute about me - you however, you’re  adorable today.” It was true, for all the headaches Darcia caused him now and then, this had been nothing short of adorable a move. Yun  tipped against her nose, winking - what looked more like an eye closing, really -   but that was about all he did. Remembering just how many people would have his head on a silver plate if he so much as dared to lay a fnger on the little curly-haired elf,  and he had come to the conclusion that this risk was one, definitely NOT WORTH TAKING.                                                                                                                      

But the key to befriending Fenumin is persistence, and Darcia is nothing if not persistent.

*cough*the Harels have a type*cough*

Harellin: -casually hums “Can you feel the love tonight” while eating cheetos-