marcus (_drac) wrote in cirque_rp, |
At Ilinca's gentle tap, Marcus gives a soft cynical hum with a smirk to match. If only she knew what had just transpired, maybe she wouldn't be saying such things. He knew that Ilinca wasn't a fool and her raised eyebrow only cemented the matter that she knew Marcus' tactics.
He sighed internally with relief, thankful that she used her hundreds of years of experience to glean from to know when to leave something be. For her troubles, Marcus kissed the pulse point at her wrist. "You just might cause a riot and the dance floor with all the men," Marcus murmured casually, "I just might like to see that." He said while leaning back into his seat once more.