@eldritchchaos Scarlet sighed with a small smile as she looked around the newly messy house; the joys of having a toddler. She had just out the child down for a nap and now it seemed like the perfect time to straighten up the rooms seeing as though she wasn't about to raise her son to think it was a good idea to live in a messy house. She began picking up toys, throwing them into a toy box, humming to herself while listening to the distant chatter of the forest. Someone of interest was in the forest it seemed, the trees wouldn't stop mentioning him. While Scarlet was curious, she wasn't about to leave Jackson alone. She'd never dare. But as the chatter only grew stronger, Scarlet decided to investigate from the safety of her home. She started to approach the front door.

“Y’ think y’can intimidate me?”

I would hurt you or use you. | You unsettle me. | I dislike you or you annoy me. | I would like to get to know you better. | I pity you. (Hard times at Waterdeep and Alamondar, of course…) | You confuse me. | I feel indifferent towards you. | I would be friends with you. | I would fight by your side. | I would hug you or hold your hand. | I would kiss you. | I would sleep with you. (He’s so handsome and sweet after all!) | I would lie for you. | I would protect you. | I would fall in love with you. (Too early to tell that, to be honest.) | I would kill for you. | I respect you. | You are my family. | I don’t know you.

Scarlet’s eyes shyly examined his bare chest, a smile coming to her face. “…Are you warm, dear?” She didn’t bring her eyes to meet his when she spoke, too busy looking upon his exposed skin.

He’s a good man. He deserves some happiness now, after all he’s gone through.

She recognized the tiefling for what he was from a distance, and a grin spread across perfectly red lips. Walking slowly, coming to stand next to the tiefling. “Why, I didn’t expect to see many of our kind here.”

She widened her eyes in surprise at the sudden kiss from the teifling but she didn’t seem particularly angry about it.  At the very least she made no move to slap him or push him away.  “Happy National kissin’ day t’you too.”

Roxy grinned, “I might be.  Keep talkin’ sweet like that and I might just melt.”