I often wonder how you don't run your tricycle off a cliff, Cherub.
[Under the flashing lights, Karl's features shift. Still dark-haired and pale-skinned. But with a markedly feminine softness. Smile blooming, he leans in. Just a soft slide of lips on Setsuna's. Just a barest wet flick of tongue. Draws back with a feline smile.]
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I often wonder how you don't run your tricycle off a cliff, Cherub.
[Under the flashing lights, Karl's features shift. Still dark-haired and pale-skinned. But with a markedly feminine softness. Smile blooming, he leans in. Just a soft slide of lips on Setsuna's. Just a barest wet flick of tongue. Draws back with a feline smile.]
Any light illuminating your mind yet?