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Luna Lovegood (luna_llena) wrote in vas_captio_rpg,

It was a mixture of interest and curiosity that Luna watched Dean choked/laughed/spat up his beer. What a strange reaction to a simple question. "I thought Vicodin made people more complimentary," she shrugged as she followed his action enough to lean over and peer closer. Personal space really did not factor into her personality, which others tended to take as they did. With two fingers gingerly touching the bottom of the dark tattoo exposed by his movement.

Concern and old memories flowed up, "They marked you?" The words came out nearly in a whisper, remembering marks in her own skin before they had been magically removed. Brushing the fingerpads of those fingers across the word, "Expired" she shook her head slowly. "That was not very nice. Not nice at all."

Her can of beer was picked up, and far more drunk of it in the next mouthful than before. "Our beer," she began to float back to a more comfortable subject, "Butterbeer, it is sweet and fizzy. Warms you up on cold days." It was something that would certainly come in handy here. "When the snow falls all around, shopping for Christmas presents, a pint makes everything toasty and warm." Fond memories of swirling snowflakes, a bottle of butterbeer held in her hands and sitting out with her parents rose and overtook the ones of Lucius and the dungeons.

Looking at the can again as if it was a foreign creature, she jutted out her bottom lip and then nodded. "I think I could perhaps finish two." Although she was not sure what benefits a pair of honorary titles would gain her, they did sound interesting. After all, she did not know any Honorary Americans.

He grinned, and she smiled right back. She did like his smile. It pulled that scar on his chin up in a fascinating way. His words made her look back up at the sky, "It would be a better view without the clouds obscuring the stars, but still lovely." Another wink, he was very good at that.

"You are welcome," Luna smiled with her reply. On a whim she had slipped a few yellow ones in among the blue. Everyone needed sunshine with their sky. To place them into his pocket, she did have to lean in and reach somewhat over him. Which was an interesting proximity.