should've asked already

Modesty hadn’t really been much of a one for drinking before joining the Pirates, but she felt it growing on her the longer she spent with them. She wasn’t permanently pissed, but a nightcap sounded like the perfect way to settle some of her newfound nerves now everything was out in the open between them.

As Gilgamesh stretched out and laid down, Modesty moved in close, playfully throwing herself to the rug and rolling close, wiggling to press as much of her body up as close against his as she could, turning her face away to try and hide the cheeky grin on her face as she wriggled, trying to make herself comfortable enough to get her elbows beneath her. His words put an end to her wriggling.

She gave him a wounded look. “Too busy?” She asked with a pout, “You wouldn’t make time for me if you were too busy? Want to take back what you said already?” She was trying to tease, but there was something else pulling at the corner of her eyes that meant the effect was lost. She drew in a short, shallow breath and pressed her lips together tightly. Maybe he didn’t like all the ways she had changed?