Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-19164168-20190629005953/@comment-3293219-20190707222533

The horned Bosmer's face twitched a little, almost as if she had an uphill struggle, not grimacing at his advances. She kept her poker face up, after letting it slip for a second or two.

"It looks like I have some customers to wait on." She observed, pulling the tray off the counter and tending to Leyt's order.

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"No sense in letting you go hypothermic." Leyt shrugged, though in truth, he was doing this for himself as much as he was doing it for her.