[ Habits truly do die hard, Sonya adapting as much as he's willing to the tropical climate in a light, long sleeved shirt (white of course) with black pants and a woven belt. The patterned scarf he was wearing upon arrival having been tucked into one of his pockets as a more summer accessory than necessity, in this place. ]
Well— [ He breathes out at the touch, even as light as it is. ]
Making dreams into reality is my calling. [ It's not often that someone gets the drop on Sonya, and Merlin will be rewarded for his effort with a soft mmn. The kiss he gives in return is just as bold, experienced, and coupled with one gloved hand cupping under the caster's chin. ]
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Well— [ He breathes out at the touch, even as light as it is. ]
Making dreams into reality is my calling. [ It's not often that someone gets the drop on Sonya, and Merlin will be rewarded for his effort with a soft mmn. The kiss he gives in return is just as bold, experienced, and coupled with one gloved hand cupping under the caster's chin. ]