[Dancing with a human boy-- man? What even is age? That's such an odd thing. Whatever-- dancing with one, yeah. This would be a first. Pearl is vaguely aware of human customs and how they treat such a thing; it's not nearly as important an act. There's no Fusion, there's only touch and togetherness. Which is something, but not everything.
Her gaze will lower to his leg.]
... Oh.
[No pity, only acknowledgement. And then a look to the giant lizard monster.
All righty, then.
The dance urge remains, but she is now flinging the boy behind her and ready to draw her lance from her forehead Gem.]
no subject
Her gaze will lower to his leg.]
... Oh.
[No pity, only acknowledgement. And then a look to the giant lizard monster.
All righty, then.
The dance urge remains, but she is now flinging the boy behind her and ready to draw her lance from her forehead Gem.]
Stand back!