[She's a slender woman and he's muscled enough; it's the work of a moment for him to pull her into his lap, and she glares at him, though there's none of the icy loathing he's seen directed at others.]
You're damned lucky we're not in Olympia.
[Because there, she'd fuss and fight and squirm until he let go, because she has a reputation there. She's a proper scientist there, well known and respected, and though standards are far more lax in this universe, Rosalind has no intention of testing their limits.
Here, though . . . here, they're the least interesting thing. No one's watching them, not when they're so very tame compared to some of the spectacles around them. So Rosalind glares, but she doesn't try and fight her way free just yet.]
And you're skating on thin ice.
[It's a warning as she sets one glass down on the table. The liquid had spilled when he'd tugged her close, and she licks her fingers, cleaning them off, perfectly aware of what she's doing.
It's a quick action, her tongue darting out against her skin for just a few seconds before she sets her hand down.]
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[She's a slender woman and he's muscled enough; it's the work of a moment for him to pull her into his lap, and she glares at him, though there's none of the icy loathing he's seen directed at others.]
You're damned lucky we're not in Olympia.
[Because there, she'd fuss and fight and squirm until he let go, because she has a reputation there. She's a proper scientist there, well known and respected, and though standards are far more lax in this universe, Rosalind has no intention of testing their limits.
Here, though . . . here, they're the least interesting thing. No one's watching them, not when they're so very tame compared to some of the spectacles around them. So Rosalind glares, but she doesn't try and fight her way free just yet.]
And you're skating on thin ice.
[It's a warning as she sets one glass down on the table. The liquid had spilled when he'd tugged her close, and she licks her fingers, cleaning them off, perfectly aware of what she's doing.
It's a quick action, her tongue darting out against her skin for just a few seconds before she sets her hand down.]
Don't patronize me.