Everyone Needs Fish All At Once
G'mokkri Rha tilts her head, “I don’t want to comment. It’s too -unmentionable-.”
Silaena Naellenar hums. “Those words, I do not think they mean what you think they mean.”
Tynervial Rillveroix ears turned brighter red.
Morgan mutters, “Gods be good, Miss G'mokkri. That. Yes. Intimacy beyond touching, hand-holding, hugging, what else,” Morgan snaps a finger. He knows what else. There’s that mischievous glance Tynos’ way and back on G'mokkri. “Kissing, /cuddling/.” He tries to…not sound disgusted himself. “Intimacy beyond -all- of that,” and he flourishes with a hand, “..is unmentionable.”
“Positively scandalous,” A’mariss contributes.
“Wait. Wait. Wait wait wait…..” Mokkri waves her hands, “Go back. I have questions.”
Morgan wants to die. "Yes?“
"Silae doesn’t want to date you specifically because she doesn’t feel like doing unmentionable things with you. This is fine and fair. And all correct?”
"Well I don’t think that should.. dictate–“ No don’t shoot yourself in the foot, Morgan– "but. Yes.”
“And intimacy beyond what you listed is ‘unmentionable’?” Mokkri continues.
“ …/Private/,” Morgan corrects that after a thoughtful moment.
Morgan continues, "Social faux pas, really~.”
G'mokkri interrupts, “So, y'all, -do- kiss, though? And cuddle?”
Morgan grimaces? Smirks? It’s. Certainly a face. “..No.”
“But friends do that?” Mokkri asks.
Silae blinks. Twice. And, rather unexpectedly, seems to go rather red. “No?”
A'mariss seems to be just listening, half appalled, half bewildered.
“But,” Mokkri persists, “Morgan -just- said–”
Morgan pinches the bridge of his nose. “Gods be good, you sound -far- more sheltered a life back home than my own. Just. Friends? Friends. People who. … share in experiences together, enjoying company.”
Silae shakes her head. “It’s fine to ask. We don’t kiss. Or..well, -cuddle-. Not often, anyway. Uh..Not more than most friends do? When staying together?" Silae might be blabbering a bit, there.
Morgan manages, "Displays of affection not.. necessaryyYYY?” He goes red, shooting Silae a look.
Tynos raised his brow a little. “…Thats cute.”
G'mokkri looks thoroughly confused. “But you just said–”
“Menphina’s bosom, but you two sound like you haven’t talked this over amongst yourselves.” A’mariss comments.
“You just listed all that *together* and said it was okay? For friends? To do?” Mokkri asks, voice high.
“/Stahp/.” Morgan whines. Yes, 'stahp’.
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