โQuite bold, inviting an ice-type into the water with yourself.โ Nudity raises no issues as far as heโs concerned and he makes that rather obvious as he litters the ground with his garments; joining her both in the nude as well as the lake.
Maybe itโs his dark-typing or maybe her Bite simply wasnโt enough to garner a wince from the sword. Still, it earned her a form of retaliation as his tongue traced its way up her neck before he made good on his word and sunk his teeth into her neck.
A type advantage has never deterred him before, just means heโll have no leeway to show restraint. Although he starts by simply replacing her fingers with his own, he shall not relent until she experiences the white out of this oncoming Blizzard.
Waving away any notion of not adhering to any form of etiquette, he answered. โYou may. I am but a bladeโ the Ruinous, Faisal.โ Eyes as blue as clear June skies juxtapose her hollow stare; the red that stains his hands hasnโt dulled the gleam in his gaze nor weathered his grin.
Heโs seen praise heaped upon her poison, so much so that people have labeled her their favorite poison-type and ramble about how they wish & fantasize about receiving yet another dosing session.