There was a slight, brief pout as her hand was released, despite herself, and Rydia refrained from scooting back to her original spot on the bed. "I suppose I won't leave, this time. I'll just save that for when you really deserve it." And as light as her tone was, Rydia had a habit of meaning exactly what she said. Still, since it had been a while since she'd seen Edge, her threshold for his antics was rather high at the moment.
She raked a hand through her disheveled hair, which helped it not at all. "...speaking of leaving, how attached are you to this place?"
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Date: 2009-10-04 09:47 pm (UTC)She raked a hand through her disheveled hair, which helped it not at all. "...speaking of leaving, how attached are you to this place?"