[He is absolutely basking in it. His smile resembles that of a dog sitting in a warm sunny spot. Content, maybe a little smug, a touch innocent.]
I’m glad you approve.
[She turns that grin on him- a weapons grade idol smile that he is absolutely not immune to, even knowing it for what it is. His heart dances in his chest and he winks to hide any other reaction.]
Careful, you keep praising me like that and I’ll just keep giving in to every request.
Oh, you shouldn't tell me that. [ Her smile takes a turn for the mischievous, and it gets just a smidge brighter. ] It'll make me want to come up with a whole list of things for you to do.
[ Of course, it's a little hard to take an apparent threat like that seriously when she says it so lightly – and then the mischief eases out of her expression, leaving behind just the brightness and warmth. ]
But seriously! I know this was probably a pain in the butt but it really did make a difference. I can dance my best on stage when I know the audience is going to see me looking my best.
[She's joking... he knows that she's joking, and yet somewhere in his mind he delights in the idea of getting a list of tasks from her, only to get them all done beyond her expectations. He shakes it off with a small chuckle.]
And you helped me too. I'm very particular about my reputation as a light designer, you know, and making you girls look good also serves to make me look good.
[He winks playfully, matching her impish playfulness for a moment.]
Shall we go back down and get ready for the show? I wouldn't want your bandmates to think you've gotten spirited away.
Ohh, like I got kidnapped into the stage rafters by a spooky ghost? [ She flips the torch around so she can illuminate her face from below, like kids telling spooky stories at a sleepover. ] They say if you listen hard enough during shows, you can still hear her trying to perform along from above...
[ She giggles, clicks off the light and holds it out for him to take back. ]
Well, maybe making a surprise entrance from above would be a little much for a show like this, especially on such short notice... let's head down!
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[He is absolutely basking in it. His smile resembles that of a dog sitting in a warm sunny spot. Content, maybe a little smug, a touch innocent.]
I’m glad you approve.
[She turns that grin on him- a weapons grade idol smile that he is absolutely not immune to, even knowing it for what it is. His heart dances in his chest and he winks to hide any other reaction.]
Careful, you keep praising me like that and I’ll just keep giving in to every request.
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[ Of course, it's a little hard to take an apparent threat like that seriously when she says it so lightly – and then the mischief eases out of her expression, leaving behind just the brightness and warmth. ]
But seriously! I know this was probably a pain in the butt but it really did make a difference. I can dance my best on stage when I know the audience is going to see me looking my best.
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[She's joking... he knows that she's joking, and yet somewhere in his mind he delights in the idea of getting a list of tasks from her, only to get them all done beyond her expectations. He shakes it off with a small chuckle.]
And you helped me too. I'm very particular about my reputation as a light designer, you know, and making you girls look good also serves to make me look good.
[He winks playfully, matching her impish playfulness for a moment.]
Shall we go back down and get ready for the show? I wouldn't want your bandmates to think you've gotten spirited away.
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[ She giggles, clicks off the light and holds it out for him to take back. ]
Well, maybe making a surprise entrance from above would be a little much for a show like this, especially on such short notice... let's head down!