Frying Pans are for...
03-13-2019, 07:40 PM
Peggy's breath caught at his rejoinder, and she looked aside, suddenly inexplicably shy though she glanced up at him through her lashes in a way that might have been coquettish if she had been doing it on purpose. "I just wanted to see if you had anyone who could change the bandages for you," she said breathlessly. "They need to be changed and herbs reapplied so that the wound will heal right. I thought I could give you some of them all made up so that she could just put them on. But if you don't have a mate maybe... I... can help?" She couldn't pretend not to be relieved and gladdened that he didn't have a mate, and tilted her head to smile up at him shyly. She couldn't imagine someone like him not being able to find a mate - maybe he was waiting to find someone who suited him. Her heart fluttered in her chest at the thought. "If you... want me to... I could sleep with you tonight?" She blushed at the implication and hastened to add, "so you have someone to watch over you I mean. To help you sleep better. Er... to take care of you..." she trailed off, blushing fiercely and clearly unable to say anything that wasn't able to be taken as suggestive.