The Drow Queen of Glaley [Very NSFW]

[Zevran]

"Of course. Do you want to stay just like this or would you prefer to lay down? Perhaps with your head in my lap or... however you like?"

[Coquette Blacquin]

"What would be easiest for you?" she asks quietly. "Shall I lie down?"

[Zevran]

"They all seem fine to me," Zevran replies, eyes mostly closed. "Make yourself comfortable as you prefer."

[Coquette Blacquin]

She plants a faint kiss on his temple, then pulls back, laying down with her head in his lap, still clinging to his hand. After a time, her fiddling grows slower, less purposeful; her breathing doesn't slow, but her eyes close, and soon enough, she lets go of his hand entire. "Zev?" she asks, then, her voice quiet. "How's Shisou doing?"

[Zevran]

"Mmmh?" Zevran yawns softly, eyes fluttering open briefly to glance down at her. "Sorry, what was that sweetheart?" he murmurs.

[Coquette Blacquin]

"Sorry, I, I must have fallen asleep-- how is Shisou? How did the recovery go?"

[Zevran]

Zevran squints down at Coquette, brain helpfully warming up enough to offer some deductions. "Ah, you're-- right. Well, to recap..." Not sure when last this alter was updated or aware, Zevran runs through the entire bargaining and final agreement. "So at this point, I suspect she's done but resting. Dau mentioned it's very taxing in the fatigue sort of way."

[Coquette Blacquin]

Her eyes are leaking prodigiously by the time he finishes but she doesn't sob; she nods instead, wiping at them almost offhandedly. "I see," she says quietly. "How about yourself? Have you eaten?"

[Zevran]

A soft cotton cloth is pressed into her hand discreetly as Zevran nods. "Mmmh. Well, not since that tasty rice and veggie bowl you and m'Bela brought back, but that was surprisingly filling. You didn't eat much however, and I would not mind dining with  you." Cindy, I think. Cedric would be more direct and less expressive... and more jealous and thus also guilty than this.

[Coquette Blacquin]

"I am not hungry," she says, dismissively, as she pats at her eyes. "I'm sorry-- Cedric is-- this is difficult for us."

[Zevran]

"Not hungry or ignoring hunger?"

[Coquette Blacquin]

"Stomach is all in knots," she admits. "One or more of us are upset, vividly so."

[Zevran]

"Cindy?" Zevran asks quietly, resting a hand atop her head and gently massaging her scalp.

[Coquette Blacquin]

"Hmm?" she asks, leaning into his hand slightly. 

[Zevran]

"Just making sure," he explains softly. "You were... out of it, between lunch and your nap."