Pseudocognition wrote...
Fenris: You keep staring at me. Is it my eyes again?
Isabela: You're lanky, for an elf. I like lanky.
F: From what I gather, you like a lot of things.
I: Nonsense. But when I see something I like, I go after it.
F: Do you intend to go after me, then?
I: Will you take off all that spiky armor you're wearing?
F: It's been known to happen.
I: Then forget it.
I could listen to them back and forth forever. Almost better than romancing either of them. I sat there with this expression when I heard it. And then the... oiled slave comments. Isabela, asking the important questions, so you don't have to. What a trooper.
Interesting. That banter actually changes if you've already slept with him.
Fenris: You keep staring at me. Is it my eyes again?
Isabela: You're very lanky for an elf. I like lanky.
Fenris: From what I gather, you like a lot of things.
Isabela: Nonsense. But when I see something I like, I go after it.
Fenris: I suggest keeping your distance.
Isabela: Now you're just making it challenging.