:OO! /... nibble

Date: 2012-06-12 10:10 pm (UTC)
invisiblepinkboat: (So many tangos - which one first?)
It was not her place to decide what he'd call her. Not now, not with her current (supposed) position, but despite that this was a job (and one less honest than just the escort position entailed), Elita was still... touched. It didn't make her feel any better about the trust she had to break, not in the least.

She didn't have time, however, to say anything to that before he continued and Primus bless--- She couldn't not laugh, both out of amusement and some incredulousness. It was obviously some of her position and upbringing that had her privately shaking her helm.

"... Not exactly... the sort of creativity I meant," Elita said, still laughing, and raising a hand to follow the nearest smoke stack with a finger or two. "I assume whoever came up with it wanted to describe something they thought worthy of... being noticed."

She snorted, and then collected herself. Couldn't precisely look at him and was just relieved the angle and their closeness made looking at him fully impossible anyway.

"I'm certainly flattered, however, that you would append the first one to me." And she was, no matter how much that - surprisingly so - hurt. Well, nothing for it.
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