[ the tingling spark once they made contact sends a familiar chill down her spine, but she does her best to not show the sensation of it overwhelming her. some other time, not now. except there is a small sigh escaping her lips, and holds onto his hand a bit longer before finally letting go.
his suggestion, however, she hums a chuckle in her throat, as if she can even think about dancing or partying at a time like this. again, rogue shakes her head and flashes him a reassuring smile. ]
I ain't in the mood for doin' any hoedown. And I'm not dressed for it, either.
[ her gaze shifts over to the locals, gesturing to some who are dolled up in some way with fine wear and make-up. rogue takes flight with ease, but by an inch or two. ]
Can ya fly or ya wanna hoof it?
[ she is fine with either option, to her, it's whatever is easiest for his body and mind. ]
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his suggestion, however, she hums a chuckle in her throat, as if she can even think about dancing or partying at a time like this. again, rogue shakes her head and flashes him a reassuring smile. ]
I ain't in the mood for doin' any hoedown. And I'm not dressed for it, either.
[ her gaze shifts over to the locals, gesturing to some who are dolled up in some way with fine wear and make-up. rogue takes flight with ease, but by an inch or two. ]
Can ya fly or ya wanna hoof it?
[ she is fine with either option, to her, it's whatever is easiest for his body and mind. ]