[Careful, cautious. That's how he appears to her: a man who thinks in battle, better cool than hot. She could relate, being of the same type. This feels more like a game of chess then not.
But while it feels as if that opening is merely a trap, Caren takes it anyway. A backhand swing, meaning to kiss him in the ribs, perhaps slither over his calf. She could not be certain if the hit would happen but...such as it was with risk.]
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But while it feels as if that opening is merely a trap, Caren takes it anyway. A backhand swing, meaning to kiss him in the ribs, perhaps slither over his calf. She could not be certain if the hit would happen but...such as it was with risk.]