[ that's not hard at all; her mouth has stayed mostly open throughout the switching, aside from that initial snap. he can actually see them switch control; Lilith's gaze and expression in general are sharper, both more focused and more closed off ]
Something like that...
...We were tested in groups, rather than singly, and each one was represented by a flower. Larkspur was mine; the other two were teams some friends of mine were on.
[ meanwhile, Lilith is wishing he'd gotten stuck with a team bond for exactly that reason. both she and the serpent prefer the new arrangement, but still...
...she has to remind herself that her troubles aren't his, and that not all teams were as kind as hers. it isn't her place to stick her nose in, besides.
chasing that thought away by basically attacking his hair with conditioner. it smells like rosemary and mint to go with his camphor because of course it does, and when the hell had she gotten her hands on it? ]
[seems to realize what he's doing, flushing all the way to the tips of his ears, but the purring doesn't stop, and he just... hunches his shoulders a little.]
[ Lilith hurriedly passes most of their control back over with a mix of flustered embarrassment (hers) and amusement (snake's). this isn't the first time a situation like this has come up, but negotiating boundaries is always kind of awkward...
humming, definitely the Arbiter this time; there's a sort of drifty detachment to her tone that's pretty clearly distinguishable from her host. and then she pats him right between the horns ]
[ she's got her jaw closed again, not that that does anything to really obscure their face much. blinking mildly at him with a faint smile before turning her attention back to the mat she's working on ]
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[ still combing through his hair, with no discernible difference between her and when her host was doing it ]
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Lilith will like that, too.
[ ...their hands stop for a moment, before continuing. don't tell him that ]
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Favorite flowers?
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Something like that...
...We were tested in groups, rather than singly, and each one was represented by a flower. Larkspur was mine; the other two were teams some friends of mine were on.
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All right. Larkspur, then, and the others if I can find them.
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[ if you can call the Spill a shakeup, anyway. she never wants to see kudzu again. ]
...thanks.
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[he prefers it this way, anyway. it'd be harder to avoid people if there was a specific subset of people who thought they should pay him mind.]
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...she has to remind herself that her troubles aren't his, and that not all teams were as kind as hers. it isn't her place to stick her nose in, besides.
chasing that thought away by basically attacking his hair with conditioner. it smells like rosemary and mint to go with his camphor because of course it does, and when the hell had she gotten her hands on it? ]
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[dfjngskjdf ducks his head on reflex, then straightens when he remembers.]
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[ sounds pretty sympathetic, though. also, she wasn't kidding about being good at this; that's some pretty nice scalp massage as she works it in. ]
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[HOLDS! STILL! VALIANTLY!!
and also purrs, a little]
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help
de...tangles... ]
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[seems to realize what he's doing, flushing all the way to the tips of his ears, but the purring doesn't stop, and he just... hunches his shoulders a little.]
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humming, definitely the Arbiter this time; there's a sort of drifty detachment to her tone that's pretty clearly distinguishable from her host. and then she pats him right between the horns ]
Now you are embarrassed ... ? It's charming.
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[makes a tiny startled noise when she pats him, then tips his head to get a look at them over his shoulder, still blushing vividly.]
I don't know about that.
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It is a good sound.
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and purring intensifies.
words are overrated.]
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gently pokes his forehead, goes back to untangling. almost done! ]
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Mmhm?
[TRYING TO PLAY IT COOL]
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It is nothing ... I think I have gotten it all?
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