She waits until the liutenant's ready for her before she pads over, and reaches delicately for the ties to the bikini. (She'll return the favor, trying a knot so secure even Riza or someone who is not Riza might have a little trouble trying to get it undone later...) Better safe than sorry.
It's hard not to get distracted from the task, though. In between her ministrations, her eyes flick up to the array on Riza's back, the marred skin interrupting the crimson pattern. (It's a design she's never seen before, quite beautiful and remarkable in its intricacy...)
...Before she realizes it Aqua brushes her fingertips against one of the burn marks, though she knows in her heart it isn't anything she can fix with her magic. (Still, she almost tries. Almost.) And though Riza can't see it at the moment, her expression's become both soft and solemn, tone of voice matching in sympathies. ]
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((She doesn't mind...))
She waits until the liutenant's ready for her before she pads over, and reaches delicately for the ties to the bikini. (She'll return the favor, trying a knot so secure even Riza
or someone who is not Rizamight have a little trouble trying to get it undone later...) Better safe than sorry.It's hard not to get distracted from the task, though. In between her ministrations, her eyes flick up to the array on Riza's back, the marred skin interrupting the crimson pattern. (It's a design she's never seen before, quite beautiful and remarkable in its intricacy...)
...Before she realizes it Aqua brushes her fingertips against one of the burn marks, though she knows in her heart it isn't anything she can fix with her magic. (Still, she almost tries. Almost.) And though Riza can't see it at the moment, her expression's become both soft and solemn, tone of voice matching in sympathies. ]
...May I ask what happened?