[ She types it as if admonishing him, though there's no stopping the bright smile that spreads across her face at his poetic words, even as she lightly teases him for it. He's looked into her soul before, he knows that for all her prickly-ness (an understatement at times) she in fact, does truly enjoy his romantic overtures - whether violent or soft. The energy that brushes across her face from her screen makes her sigh. Eventually her attention is drawn to his surroundings. ]
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[ She types it as if admonishing him, though there's no stopping the bright smile that spreads across her face at his poetic words, even as she lightly teases him for it. He's looked into her soul before, he knows that for all her prickly-ness (an understatement at times) she in fact, does truly enjoy his romantic overtures - whether violent or soft. The energy that brushes across her face from her screen makes her sigh. Eventually her attention is drawn to his surroundings. ]
Where... exactly are you?