She's gentle about it, petting him like one would pet a favored pet, smiling down at him as she meets his cat-like eyes with their pupils blown wide and dark. It's probably because of the lack of light in her chambers, only a few candles providing illumination now that the sun has gone down, but she's going to be selfish and pretend it's because he's so taken with what he's doing.
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Date: 2020-09-18 03:20 am (UTC)"I suppose you inspire me."