Lup doesn't let Elsa get out of the hug so easily, but she does pull back just enough to catch the other woman's face, to see the way she flushes dark, stammering so cutely against her. Now this is the kind of reaction Lup is more comfortable with, her expression shifting to something soft and teasing, the corners of her mouth curling upwards.]
Fair warning, elves age way differently than humans, so don't get all huffy with me for guessing wrong. [She wouldn't believe how offended folks get when they ask an elf to guess their age.] But like, I'unno, thirty-six? Forty? Pretty young either way.
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Lup doesn't let Elsa get out of the hug so easily, but she does pull back just enough to catch the other woman's face, to see the way she flushes dark, stammering so cutely against her. Now this is the kind of reaction Lup is more comfortable with, her expression shifting to something soft and teasing, the corners of her mouth curling upwards.]
Fair warning, elves age way differently than humans, so don't get all huffy with me for guessing wrong. [She wouldn't believe how offended folks get when they ask an elf to guess their age.] But like, I'unno, thirty-six? Forty? Pretty young either way.