[ While she's deciding, Arthur watches her expression for a second. Wheels are turning, though he isn't as familiar with her to know what exactly is going on behind it all. Instead of worrying overmuch, he slides out of Henry's lap after Rey drops her towel– seems like she's made up her mind.
Maybe a little unashamedly, he takes in her shape. She's not curvy, not like Mal. Rey has muscle though, honed and shifting along her arms and legs. If she wanted, he's pretty sure she could give them a a run for their money.
(Or maybe she'll pin them down without flexing a finger; it's enticing). ]
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Date: 2018-05-05 04:36 am (UTC)Maybe a little unashamedly, he takes in her shape. She's not curvy, not like Mal. Rey has muscle though, honed and shifting along her arms and legs. If she wanted, he's pretty sure she could give them a a run for their money.
(Or maybe she'll pin them down without flexing a finger; it's enticing). ]
Can I kiss you?
[ It's a start. ]