Miza was surprised it had taken so much effort to get the Lalafell off of her. The parts of her hair that had gotten sweaty were now a darker shade of blue. Her chest was continuously expanding and retracting as she tried to catch her breath. She was sure of one thing now though; Flit was going to make seven hells of a partner.
"Y'know..." She paused for a second to get some more air in her. "Y'know, usually I'm at least asked out fer dinner before someone wraps around me like that." I'mimiza displayed a tired smirk as she brushed some sweaty hair out of her eyes while Flit began to get up. "This ain't gentle?" She teased with a crack of her knuckles.
"Y'know..." She paused for a second to get some more air in her. "Y'know, usually I'm at least asked out fer dinner before someone wraps around me like that." I'mimiza displayed a tired smirk as she brushed some sweaty hair out of her eyes while Flit began to get up. "This ain't gentle?" She teased with a crack of her knuckles.
