Even with the fond memories that she had of that broom closet experience (one among others she had made use of while in hiding), it had still been much too long for Hestia. While not exactly saint like in behavior, she had remained true to Kingsley. Because when she was with someone, she was with someone. Not that she would ever fault for him for finding other ways of escape after her death. Kingsley was still human and need a healthy way to release any pent up emotions. All that being said, she couldn’t help but frown at his sentence.
“Will I find out what those better ways are?” she asked, withdrawing her leg as he spoke and folding it back underneath her. “Or am I going to have to wait?” Finishing up her own supper, she placed her plate on top of Kingsley’s and set the glass next to his. She did whistle at him after he took his shirt off. Standing up, she made short work of getting out of her own clothing and placed it in her bag. “So, about this refreshing water..."
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Date: 2013-03-13 07:02 pm (UTC)“Will I find out what those better ways are?” she asked, withdrawing her leg as he spoke and folding it back underneath her. “Or am I going to have to wait?” Finishing up her own supper, she placed her plate on top of Kingsley’s and set the glass next to his. She did whistle at him after he took his shirt off. Standing up, she made short work of getting out of her own clothing and placed it in her bag. “So, about this refreshing water..."