Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-11588669-20140208053126/@comment-11588669-20140301202138

Nox blinked, cursing himself internally. Why, in the world, did he do that? This wasn't like him, at all. He shouldn't be doing these...nicities. They were pointless, detracting from the contract, and ensuring that both he and Umbra got fed, and had a place to live. This was wrong, ammoral. He shouldn't be even touching a girl like her, let along giving her a massage.

Somehow, all of this failed to make him care. But her words registered in his mind, and try as he could, they just wouldn't go away. He didn't really nod, or respond, just focused robotically on her massage. His mind was waging an internal war, on whether to actually....attempt it, or just forget about it. Eventually, it settled on stowing this incident for thought later.

"Sorry, a mere slip of the hand." His voice held an embarrassed edge, but they both knew it was a lie.

"Though..." He murmured to himself, almost quiet enough to not even be considered whispering. "Something in me doesn't mind it if I do..."