[ There is a story there for sure. Cullen tucks that little nugget away in the back of his mind for now — likely to bring it up if and when they're not working (hard pressed to get to that point with these two, honestly), or, perhaps not at all. We'll see. ]
Right. Best we get started on that, then.
[ He says as she wanders off, blissfully unaware of any internal musings being had within Cassandra's mind; nor any implication of what him being shirtless and offering himself to her might bring. He honestly just wants to help, wants something to do now that he's here because, ha, who takes vacations?
He sets to work not a few seconds later, heading toward the mentioned brush. A quick glance to Cassandra before she retreats has him catching the flush of her cheeks. Mm... probably the heat. Definitely the heat. Maker, it's hot. ]
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Right. Best we get started on that, then.
[ He says as she wanders off, blissfully unaware of any internal musings being had within Cassandra's mind; nor any implication of what him being shirtless and offering himself to her might bring. He honestly just wants to help, wants something to do now that he's here because, ha, who takes vacations?
He sets to work not a few seconds later, heading toward the mentioned brush. A quick glance to Cassandra before she retreats has him catching the flush of her cheeks. Mm... probably the heat. Definitely the heat. Maker, it's hot. ]