[ a man such as himself. so scared of these strange people. Salome thinks it's wrong, not fair at all. he is strong and tall, he deserves respect and power. he has earned it by being so. she looks him in the eye, tries to trace the source of his discomfort. he seems a bit simple, perhaps, but she doesn't hold that against him. ]
No one is getting hurt.
[ she cups his face, gets on her tip toes to reach. she wants to put her mouth on his neck, but she doesn't. instead she smiles at him warmly. ]
My name is Salome. Your offer is the nicest thing anyone has said to me during my time here.
no subject
No one is getting hurt.
[ she cups his face, gets on her tip toes to reach. she wants to put her mouth on his neck, but she doesn't. instead she smiles at him warmly. ]
My name is Salome. Your offer is the nicest thing anyone has said to me during my time here.