[ The drumbeat is a go to for lulling to sleep! At least, that's what Bolin assumes. It had always worked on him as a child, though he'd never tried it on someone else.
Still, he'll take his victories, grinning at the red on Adra's cheeks. He doesn't wonder about their cause: Adra's such a shy person, it's cute. ]
Oh yeah? But you're admitting it's an option now!
[ Personal victories can be scant for the earthbender, so his eyes light up at the admission, shoulders squaring before he's falling back, resting against the armrest so that Adra is even less upright, instead more cradled against his chest. The drumbeat picks up again, lips brushing the elf's crown again as he hums an old nursery rhyme. ]
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Still, he'll take his victories, grinning at the red on Adra's cheeks. He doesn't wonder about their cause: Adra's such a shy person, it's cute. ]
Oh yeah? But you're admitting it's an option now!
[ Personal victories can be scant for the earthbender, so his eyes light up at the admission, shoulders squaring before he's falling back, resting against the armrest so that Adra is even less upright, instead more cradled against his chest. The drumbeat picks up again, lips brushing the elf's crown again as he hums an old nursery rhyme. ]