Sweet, Sour, And Bitter

Artorias saw the heated gleam in Duchess' eyes while she pulled a grape from his large azure paw and chewed it slowly, a bit of surprise crossing his features. Had he missed a sign or something here? She wasn't coming on to him, was she? Surely he'd know if she was trying to flirt with him, and no doubt she'd be able to smell the scents of Briar on his coat. It never even crossed his mind that Duchess might simply have not cared. No, the only logical answer he could think of was that he was reading too much into it. He gave Duchess far too much benefit of the doubt. Still, the way she looked at him and spoke to him sent a flutter of tension through his belly, an instinctive reaction to his body responding to things his mind hadn't yet picked up on.

"I don't have anywhere else to be," replied Artorias with an eager grin and excited eyes. If Duchess was going to show him some of the secret spots around Auster, there was no way he was going to miss out on that! "I'd love to see your special hideaway, Duchess." eating the last of the grapes, Artorias moved up alongside his petite companion, ready for her to take the lead. Perhaps his brain was still trying to assume positive intent for her intentions, but he chose to disregard the nagging feeling of something from Duchess pulling at him, like she were appealing to a baser side he held no control over. There was no hesitation in his willingness to follow her wherever, all the more eager and interested to see where their path would take them next.

"Artorias Carpathius" | "Carpathian" | "Corbin" | "Argent"