[ Dominique is definitely not attired heavily or fancily. Just pants and boots, without her jacket, sleeves similarly rolled up to her elbows, hair pulled back in a single braid to keep it from getting in the way of any cooking shenanigans they're about to embark on. It's oddly domestic, but there's something comfortable about it, she finds. She and Barok have gotten much more used to existing in each other's space.
Now, she glances at him curiously, expectant but open-minded. ]
You don't tend to ask for anything indulgent... so why not?
[ As though she would have even remotely considered saying no. ]
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Now, she glances at him curiously, expectant but open-minded. ]
You don't tend to ask for anything indulgent... so why not?
[ As though she would have even remotely considered saying no. ]