Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-7497475-20131129054323/@comment-7497475-20131129110326

Citrine was unusually quiet for a moment, until Messer needed to fix his suit. She held out a hand to stop him.

"Here, I can fix it."

Remembering the times she had helped her brother with a suit, she quickly adjusted his tie. Gesturing to Iris, Citrine started walking again.

"Come on, you can fix the rest while we go."

Leading him into their ride, she pointed out the new chair. A mischievous smile appeared.

"We got you a seat. Trystin didn't think sharing one was very safe."