Oh! [She's never going to be used to that, jfc. She's too startled to say anything at first, blinking up at him with wide eyes and a baffled expression.
Thrown off guard, Mipha blushes and gives a stammering little laugh, before she smiles up at him, amused and perhaps a bit coy.]
Did you want to warm my bed, Mephisto? [Her voice is as soft and warm as her smile, even if she totally just turned his own line back around on him]
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Thrown off guard, Mipha blushes and gives a stammering little laugh, before she smiles up at him, amused and perhaps a bit coy.]
Did you want to warm my bed, Mephisto? [Her voice is as soft and warm as her smile, even if she totally just turned his own line back around on him]