#reyna|interaction.

reyna nods, “of course you!” it’s not like there’s anyone else around for her to be talking to and if there was then she probably wouldn’t notice. right now all her focus is on lou. she lets out a half breath of laughter and shakes her head. “i didn’t ask what the guys were doing, did i? if that’s not your sort of thing then what is?” sure she can’t very well insert herself into plans she’s not otherwise invited to but she’ll be damned if she doesn’t try.

“i mean, there are areas that might sting a little more than others but i promise it’s nothing unbearable. besides, give it a few weeks until you’re looking at your cool tattoo and you’re not even going to remember the pain. i actually bet you’ll be booking in for your next one.” reyna is exerting her best effort for patience. she understands the fear but she’s a much more rational person herself, it’s hard to describe that to someone else. “how about we do a test line or something? no ink so you’re not permanently marked if you can’t take it but maybe you just need to see it’s not all that bad with no risk, huh?”

“hey, your set was amazing tonight!” as it has been for every other show that reyna has seen for this leg of the tour. if she was musically apt she could probably get on stage and perform some of it herself with how well she’s come to know it. still, her compliment is genuine. offered with a big, wide smile and everything despite the fact they don’t seem as thrilled to see her as she is them. “any plans for tonight? hitting up an after show or just something quiet?”