TYLEN/THEA | 9PM
Since Thea knew it was him, he went ahead and raised his mask so that it was perched atop his head instead. Dark eyes peered down at the hawk as he savored the heat that was so easily generated between them, “And what the fuck is wrong with the way that I talk? Just because I don’t sound like some pussy-whipped prude doesn’t mean I don’t have anything good to say.” In fact, Tylen knew that Thea was just poking fun at him and his reply certainly wasn’t as harsh as he normally made them when the princess said something that pissed him off.
Right now though, he was far from angry. Licking his lips, Ty reached out to pull her back to him, “Air of mystery and temptation, you say? Oh, I think you should tell me more about this ‘air’ that I have.”