Nel looked up as someone entered the kitchen, and smiled when she saw Even.
Had he just--?
She grinned brightly. He had. Well, the outfit was doing its job then, not that Nel's girls needed help causing a distraction. Still, there had been a perception that Even, in a relationship with the berserker as he had been, was more of a Szayel than a Grimmjow, as it were.
Apparently not. Not to avert his eyes so obviously, anyway.
She murmured cheerfully before replying to his question, "Girl's night out," she said, by way of answer. "Would you like a glass of wine?" She asked, raising her own small glass of white as she made the offer. Well, it was a shame to drink alone if there was someone else there.
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Had he just--?
She grinned brightly. He had. Well, the outfit was doing its job then, not that Nel's girls needed help causing a distraction. Still, there had been a perception that Even, in a relationship with the berserker as he had been, was more of a Szayel than a Grimmjow, as it were.
Apparently not. Not to avert his eyes so obviously, anyway.
She murmured cheerfully before replying to his question, "Girl's night out," she said, by way of answer. "Would you like a glass of wine?" She asked, raising her own small glass of white as she made the offer. Well, it was a shame to drink alone if there was someone else there.