[ Sweat from working out and the steam-kissed shine on his skin are indistinguishable, but there's a hint of it in his expression, relaxed, almost meditating. Defined muscles exposed where people have shed most of their clothes, on his arms and down his middle; facial hair recently taken care of at the barber, where he met a nice young blonde. A fellow void-touched who handled Frank as though she'd met many men like him before, respectful, warm and ladylike.
A contrast to the brunette and the smirk he's seen many times before. He doesn't rush his response, allowing Jem — her body — his full attention. Posture straight, shoulders relaxed after he rakes fingers through his own hair, and shuts his eyes, ]
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A contrast to the brunette and the smirk he's seen many times before. He doesn't rush his response, allowing Jem — her body — his full attention. Posture straight, shoulders relaxed after he rakes fingers through his own hair, and shuts his eyes, ]
Is that relief or disappointment?