[A chuckle sounds out, sitting up a little, The Summoner moves to cross his legs, facing Darkleer, hands reaching up to grab either side of his face. His eyes move here and there, scanning Darkleer's expression with a gleeful expression of his own.]
You're allowed to think those, doll, but lemme try to make some of those fantasies true, all right?
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You're allowed to think those, doll, but lemme try to make some of those fantasies true, all right?