—— 𝐕𝐈𝐙𝐒𝐋𝐀

She nodded, "Mmhm." She was thankful to not be dropped, and her feet land back onto the ground with only a minor buckling of her knee. "Thank you. I promise I won't make this a habit."

"It was a figure of speech." Her breath and speech became tenser as he pulled upward, her back stretching and curving. A muffled groan releases when three cracks were heard, a hearty sigh leaving her throat. "Thank the maker." Going slack in 3.. 2.. 1..

She shakes her head, "I can promise you that I have and will .. experience far worse." She crosses her arms and takes a deep breath, "Do your worst, Vizsla."

Oh. Well .. we don't want that. She explains how she'd need to turn around and cross her arms over her chest, and how he'd need to hike her up at a partial angle against himself. "If you're uncomfortable we can forget this whole exchange."

... has he never done this before?

ㅤ ㅤ❪ silence. well — can’t defend himself from that one. ❫ ㅤ

ㅤ ㅤi didn’t know ... ㅤ

ㅤ ㅤnothing. not ... on purpose、at least. i guess it’s because of the darksaber. ㅤ

ㅤ ㅤ... sigh. i see. ㅤ

ㅤ ㅤwhat was that about the ‘ hate club ’ ? ㅤ

ㅤ ㅤhappy to see me ? ㅤ

ㅤ ㅤ🙄 ㅤ