book 4: drinks for two

His eyes went wide, Jael giggled. She bats at him with a paw, pretending that her hope hadn't been genuine. When you're flirting with a cute girl and she gives you a just kidding haha... unless? Though Jael plays a dangerous game now, her drunken mind doesn't understand just how dangerous. She hadn't been serious (she had), of course not! (She was.) (Don't let her lie to you.)

Jael pretends she was kidding. It's a defense mechanism, flopped in the sand, giggling as she bats at Gilgamesh with one of her dainty little paws. Maybe she is a drunk fool in the moment, but she would still mask those sad feelings for the sake of her pride. "Shhh, I'm already... scared of her." Jael rests her head in the sand beside Gil's paw, gaze still on him. Drinking. Giggling. Sandy. Comfy by the fire.