Biiiiiiiiig Stretchies

Quill thought that he may have seen a flicker of something ghost through the woman's aqua gaze, but he paid it no mind. He didn't know her well enough to discern any real difference in her emotions, so no second thought was spared. Perhaps he would like to know her well enough to pick such things out, however.

Bramble commented on his mistake, remarking on how he hadn't been trying to take advantage of her. A low, genuine chuckle rumbled from the grey and white giant and he grinned, pearly whites flashing. "Are you so sure?" Quill was a cad. He loved the ladies and the ladies seemed to love him in turn. Besides... Bramble was beautiful. What red blooded male wouldn't want to take advantage just a little bit?

It seemed as though their time of rest was over. The earth and sea fae bounced to her paws, shaking out her coat. Quill could smell the crisp, clean scent of her and a little rumble was forcefully stifled. She declared that his time of self pity was over and that she was going to take him on a tour. The touch that she delivered to one hind paw was... electric. It was interesting. "A tour? Surely it will be better than the first one that I never received," he teased lightly before gingerly pushing himself to his paws. The wound in his neck and shoulder ached, but other than a little grimace as he gently stretched, Quill hid his pain.

"Lead the way," he purred, though he came to walk beside her rather than behind her. She could lead, but he wouldn't follow. He would be right there beside her as they moved across the courtyard. What wonders would she show him?

"speech"