[ She's almost startled that he's following up on what she sort of started to assume was a bluff, but—
That's kind fo a challenge, and maybe it's the cider or just her nature, but she's more than willing to accept.
She shrugs, then steps around Peter, putting her hands on his shoulders. With a tiny hop, she hitches her legs up, winding herself around his broad back. ]
I'm not too heavy, am I?
[ She's willowy and arguably underfed, so she'd be sincerely shocked if he actually complained. ]
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That's kind fo a challenge, and maybe it's the cider or just her nature, but she's more than willing to accept.
She shrugs, then steps around Peter, putting her hands on his shoulders. With a tiny hop, she hitches her legs up, winding herself around his broad back. ]
I'm not too heavy, am I?
[ She's willowy and arguably underfed, so she'd be sincerely shocked if he actually complained. ]