[it tickles, just a little, the way he draws against her skin, and she finds her eyes following the trail with interest. It leaves behind a tingling sensation the winds its way up her spine and over her head.
Yuri knows a little of palm reading, enough to interpret some things-- but also she's not about to call him out because... Well. Different worlds, right? Maybe different lines are different where he's from. What does she know!!]
That's true enough. [And it is, considering her tendency to be pessimistic and all. But she lifts her gaze from her palm to his face, tilting her head curiously.] Where did you learn to read palms?
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Yuri knows a little of palm reading, enough to interpret some things-- but also she's not about to call him out because... Well. Different worlds, right? Maybe different lines are different where he's from. What does she know!!]
That's true enough. [And it is, considering her tendency to be pessimistic and all. But she lifts her gaze from her palm to his face, tilting her head curiously.] Where did you learn to read palms?