[ Giselle isn't one for screaming, thankfully. Though in terms of unsettling conduct, she does follow the path of Eleanor's tongue across her lip with more than idle interest. The momentary pitapat of her heart entices like a drumbeat.
(When did Giselle arrive here? She's hungrier than she thought she'd be. For now she thinks she's all right, but ... proceed with caution.) ]
Bolder, [ she echoes, curious. ] Compared to what?
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(When did Giselle arrive here? She's hungrier than she thought she'd be. For now she thinks she's all right, but ... proceed with caution.) ]
Bolder, [ she echoes, curious. ] Compared to what?