[ Ji-Woon turns their hands so that he can bow his head and place soft kiss to her knuckles. He's enjoying the dance of it all, and even with the promise of death hanging in the air around them, she's proving to be quite the terpsichorean. She exhilarates him.
He doesn't come quite all the way up when he lifts his face again, looking up at her with an expression of endearment... and something else simmering just under the surface. ]
Ji-Woon, my lady of the vault. [ And with a subtle wink. ] But you're no damsel, are you?
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He doesn't come quite all the way up when he lifts his face again, looking up at her with an expression of endearment... and something else simmering just under the surface. ]
Ji-Woon, my lady of the vault. [ And with a subtle wink. ] But you're no damsel, are you?