"For you maybe." She tossed back. Her freakishness wasn't anywhere near as cool as his. "I've just got two hearts. And maybe a better idea of time than most." She was always pretty sure about what time it was, even when away from any clocks or other indicators.
She noticed his reaction to her tattoo and smirked. "Oh and what do you know about what kind of girl I am?" She teased. They had just met after all. "This is actually my second tattoo." She told him. "Though I will grant you that my second one is a lot larger. And I wasn't drunk for the second one so I could actually feel him doing this one."
Harriet threw back her head and laughed heartily. Wow was that so loaded with sexual innuendo. She couldn't tell if he meant it or not. She shrugged feeling free and just a bit reckless. "Sure. Why not?" She turned around and flipped up the back of her shirt to show him. There were two winged horses rearing up facing eachother. On one side was a red one with pheonix-like flame wings. Flames licked up from the wings and down from the tail to sway over and around her hip. The other side had a shadowy black horse with batlike wings. Shadows made a matching mirror look to the other one. The space between the two of them was a small war between the two elements. "Flame and Shadow. I think he did a great job with the design."