thefireandtheice
Thorek had finished a good portion of his ice cream, and he began to nibble on the cone. He briefly wondered if she could do the same for him.
“It seems like a useful gift,” he commented.
Penelope shrugged lightly, still a little nervous. “It can be. I-I just hope you never see it happening to me, it uh, it’s a little disturbing.”














