Aya reaches down for her small purse, dangling from a shoulder strap. Her fingers delve in search while she giggles softly with Eva's reply. Her lively eyes casting just a glance toward the Elezen.
For a moment she regards the found object of her search, before twisting open the small cylindrical container. Using her index finger she gently drew a dab of the waxy-material, spreading it upon her stretched lips while Eva asked about her mood. The forced expression locked away a grin that wished to pull upon her lips, which she followed instead by pursing and then drawing her lips together to ensure the wind-protecting gloss was spread evenly. A repressed grin seemed to tug at her body language all the while.
At last, the exercise complete, she drew her hands back down, tossing her hair with the swiftness of her shift into an amused pose, beaming her broad, cheerful grin Eva's way.
"Aaaalways!" she replied boisterously in her light voice, not quite laughing.  Her grin narrowed along with her eyes as she leaned a little closer to the Elezen as if sharing a secret, "Well... maybe not quite always."
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Swiftly she drew her left hand up on a motion as smooth as it was sudden. Fingertips gently gripped the little cylinder of cosmetic. "Lip gloss?" she asked without otherwise moving. "It great for your lips in all this dry wind!"
For a moment she regards the found object of her search, before twisting open the small cylindrical container. Using her index finger she gently drew a dab of the waxy-material, spreading it upon her stretched lips while Eva asked about her mood. The forced expression locked away a grin that wished to pull upon her lips, which she followed instead by pursing and then drawing her lips together to ensure the wind-protecting gloss was spread evenly. A repressed grin seemed to tug at her body language all the while.
At last, the exercise complete, she drew her hands back down, tossing her hair with the swiftness of her shift into an amused pose, beaming her broad, cheerful grin Eva's way.
"Aaaalways!" she replied boisterously in her light voice, not quite laughing.  Her grin narrowed along with her eyes as she leaned a little closer to the Elezen as if sharing a secret, "Well... maybe not quite always."
Swiftly she drew her left hand up on a motion as smooth as it was sudden. Fingertips gently gripped the little cylinder of cosmetic. "Lip gloss?" she asked without otherwise moving. "It great for your lips in all this dry wind!"
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