Accepting the offered space, she does opt to make herself comfortable next to him, though she seems to be preoccupied with taking in the neat little burrow he's made for himself first. The cushions are nice and plush, the fairy lights cutting shapes in the smoke creating a dreamy sort of atmosphere and giving her a sort of floaty feeling... This is nice. Maybe she'll steal this idea and make her own burrow back home in the castle and invite him over next time.
"Y'know, I think I could live like this." she giggles, snuggling up against him. "This is way better than a coffin. Still gives you that cocooned feeling without being too claustrophobic, y'know?"
The smoke is mmmmaybe starting to get to her though. She has to blink a few times and rub at her eyes before she can squint at the source, she finally puts two and two together, dusting off memories from her time at the police academy. Oh, wow, that's--
"Are you-- is that..." She points towards the ashtray, fighting and losing to the urge to laugh. "You're smoking weed in here?" Not that she sounds like she's judging him or anything, but more like she actually expected it and yet managed to be surprised anyway.
Of course Bruno smokes weed in the most comfortable pillow fort Ryslig has to offer. Of course he does!
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Accepting the offered space, she does opt to make herself comfortable next to him, though she seems to be preoccupied with taking in the neat little burrow he's made for himself first. The cushions are nice and plush, the fairy lights cutting shapes in the smoke creating a dreamy sort of atmosphere and giving her a sort of floaty feeling... This is nice. Maybe she'll steal this idea and make her own burrow back home in the castle and invite him over next time.
"Y'know, I think I could live like this." she giggles, snuggling up against him. "This is way better than a coffin. Still gives you that cocooned feeling without being too claustrophobic, y'know?"
The smoke is mmmmaybe starting to get to her though. She has to blink a few times and rub at her eyes before she can squint at the source, she finally puts two and two together, dusting off memories from her time at the police academy. Oh, wow, that's--
"Are you-- is that..." She points towards the ashtray, fighting and losing to the urge to laugh. "You're smoking weed in here?" Not that she sounds like she's judging him or anything, but more like she actually expected it and yet managed to be surprised anyway.
Of course Bruno smokes weed in the most comfortable pillow fort Ryslig has to offer. Of course he does!