"And is that what you are, hm? A scoundrel?" She starts to set her chin in her hand, remembers a moment too late that her fingers are sticky to save herself, and so simply commits to a sugar tacky cheek.
"I suppose I can see it. There is a certain roguish quality to your face, Barrow."
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Date: 2020-08-14 07:59 pm (UTC)"I suppose I can see it. There is a certain roguish quality to your face, Barrow."