that question is soft. one that she almost doesn’t hear. at least not right away. maybe it’s because she’s caught up in her own mind. that may be why she is so hesitant to look up at the other. even if it’s just a small minute or two that passes after the question. not that she even knew it was being asked. hazel hues find her with a soft smile, something tender tracing over petal soft lips. calloused digits trace over the line of her elbow as that question settles down around her. kiss? someone actually wanted to kiss her? that was the confusing part of this that she didn’t know or understand. god it took her by surprise still. how could anyone want to kiss her at all? she was a mess of a person that had rough edges from the world around her.
segen’s small smile grows a little larger, cheeks tinted red as her head ducks down to keep that blush hidden. but soon hazel hues are finding alex again with the minute nod given in reply. but it’s not a total response, at least not worded right now. ❝ mm, da. may. ❞ it’s so soft, quiet just like her.