>>5732648>>5732651>>5732653>>5732656>>5732712>>5732723>>5732730>>5732781>Something cute, probably, becauae ahe's cute“Uh.. hmm..” You mutter, a hand on your chin.. how do you not piss her off here? Ah, that’s it–you can flatter her. You’re good at that. “Then.. a cute request? Because, u-uh.. you know. You’re cute.”
“Oh. What brought that on?” The gnome looks bashful, casting a nervous glance over to the row of windows that look out to the rooftop you’re on. You’re doing great, rizzmeister. “Well–.. uh, hm. How about something small as my favor? Maybe.. which of these windows is your room..? No reason in particular. I was just curious.”
“U-uh–wuwh–” Woah. A girl asking about YOUR room? I mean, even if she’s kind of ratty, and a little foul in the mouth, and has log-like thighs, that’s quite the hurdle to leap over so quick. You raise a finger to your bedroom down the way, the window out to the sea dark. “Uh–then.. it’s right over there.”
“..I see. Then it’s far from Sigrid’s bedroom?” Bredbeddle glances back to you.
“Yeah. I–I mean, it figures she would take the highest room in the house–she has a thing about heights.” You look to the bedroom of your master’s chamber, a small aperture into a tower at the top of the stave church. “Why do you want to know?”
“I said I was just curious. Here, close your eyes. I’ll give you a reward for being so helpful.” The gnome orders you–just when did she get so forceful?
You shut your eyes anyways, of course. But, uh–just what does she plan to do? A hug, maybe? Or a kiss????????????? With a gnome?????????????????????????????? You feel something warm and soft touch your lips–then, sweetness on your lips, and–wait.. it’s going a little too deep, and it’s a little too hot. Your eyes flutter open.
“Enjoy your corndog.” Bredbeddle smirks. “How about you go finish it with the rest of them?”
“..Right.” You take a bite. You turn your back to her, ready to make your way to the table. Figures.
“Thanks for being so helpful, Duckworth. I’ll see you around.” The rogue bids you adieu.
