09.Dec.18, 12:49 PM
C'dhin was indeed turning red from the flirty interactions of the young and pretty woman. He knew he was decent-looking and people over the turns had hit on him, but he still never got used to it or even expected it. There were far more attractive people out there and he usually ended up assuming they were all busy when the need for sex took hold of someone so he was a friendly and convenient replacement. He kind of felt that way then when Mylorah's teasing ended before he even got a word out, but she really did seem as nice as everyone said and perhaps a bit ditzy with how quickly her attention seemed to changed so maybe she just decided not to pursue that avenue while other things needed to be done. Women could be complicated.
C'dhin used Mylorah's earlier expression against her as he wrinkled his nose at the idea of singing. He wasn't that great at it --unless you asked him when he was drunk and then he was the best-- and gave a sigh of relief when that idea also flittered out of her head as quickly as it appeared. He grabbed a dry towel and the bowl she finished with to dry it off and nearly dropped it when the new subject seemed to be her friend. That she wanted to know his opinion on. He glanced her way as the bowl was set down and next item scooped up, trying to figure out why she was interested.
"Why, Mylorah, are you trying to play matchmaker?" He decided to give her a slightly teasing answer with a small grin. He knew who she was talking about as he always remembered the people that gave the best compliments and asked for more when he went around sharing his latest creation. Misharan was easy on the eyes and he was just as easy to converse with, though they hadn't had long and meaningful conversations.
C'dhin used Mylorah's earlier expression against her as he wrinkled his nose at the idea of singing. He wasn't that great at it --unless you asked him when he was drunk and then he was the best-- and gave a sigh of relief when that idea also flittered out of her head as quickly as it appeared. He grabbed a dry towel and the bowl she finished with to dry it off and nearly dropped it when the new subject seemed to be her friend. That she wanted to know his opinion on. He glanced her way as the bowl was set down and next item scooped up, trying to figure out why she was interested.
"Why, Mylorah, are you trying to play matchmaker?" He decided to give her a slightly teasing answer with a small grin. He knew who she was talking about as he always remembered the people that gave the best compliments and asked for more when he went around sharing his latest creation. Misharan was easy on the eyes and he was just as easy to converse with, though they hadn't had long and meaningful conversations.