Blackwood exchanged a glance with Licorice, who gave an exaggerated shrug. The two headed after Smoke. "I apologize for my impertinent question, Smoke," Blackwood said. "I did not mean to presume."
Smoke turned and gave him a dazzling smile. "What? Oh, no, not at all." They touched his hand in reassurance. "I just know how early you had to rise this morning, and of course I have that meeting with Master Corydalis. And I've already made both of you work so hard today -- "
Licorice licked sauce from the corner of her mouth. "I've worked a lot harder, believe me."
The kith enby smiled at both of them. "You're very kind. But I should get checked in to my hotel." Smoke turned back to pay for the ticket, stifling a yawn.
Blackwood offered them a ride, which both accepted. Smoke's hotel was closest, so he dropped them off first. Licorice claimed a good-night hug from the enchanter. Blackwood felt too self-conscious to shift to humanlike form when he still had to drop Licorice off, and envied her that hug. "Good night, master enchanter," he said, subdued, long neck snaked to bring his draconic head level with them.
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oh no sad dragon
"Didn't I tell you to call me Smoke?" *hug dragon neck*
Ask Blackwood to change shape for a proper hug.
Oblivious to sad dragon, wave g'night and leave
Must be professional, professionals are not huggy. Give Licorice stern look, go to bed.
[Yes, this is the outcome only one person voted for. Die roll came up with their number anyway. Sigh.]