[Her eyes move to the side table where she keeps her leather gloves stowed away. She can't remember the last time she's had to bring them out, or thought to. Maybe the moon? Most of those days, she never has the time or chance to grab them, so it's a fair question...]
Mm, a bracelet sounds nice. And if I ever do need my gloves, it'll already be there.
[With that, she lifts her hand in a silent ask for him to help slip the chain on her wrist.]
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[Her eyes move to the side table where she keeps her leather gloves stowed away. She can't remember the last time she's had to bring them out, or thought to. Maybe the moon? Most of those days, she never has the time or chance to grab them, so it's a fair question...]
Mm, a bracelet sounds nice. And if I ever do need my gloves, it'll already be there.
[With that, she lifts her hand in a silent ask for him to help slip the chain on her wrist.]