“You don’t have to leave yet. Stay—just a few more minutes.” nobaraaa
SLOW–BURN SPARKS & QUIET HEARTFIRE / accepting .
It was pretty admirable Maelle had kept this up so long — eager to perfect her technique through training , they'd been sparring for much of the evening , a horrific number of nails and punctures inflicted upon the dummy they'd set up . Not really necessary , but , a good way to improve upon their accuracy . Ready to call it a night , Nobara drags her feet towards Maelle , planting a hand upon her shoulder with lengthy sigh .
' Probably should call it there , yeah ? Kinda getting late ... won't be much light left soon . '
With every intent to lead the way back , she turns , only to be stopped by a hand tugging at her own . The protest follows shortly after , and when she turns , met with such pleading eyes , it takes a moment to find her words .
' Uh ... yeah . Guess a little longer would be fine . ' Hoping to play it off , she forces a furrowed brow . ' But you're getting me a latte tomorrow to make up for it ! '