After a long (but too short) moment he stops, pulling his hand away, and holding it to his chest contemplatively.
"Bit cold, isn't it?"
He's already disliking this, because Random always was a warmth person, and he'd much rather press his hand to Ramon's side until the skin begins to heat.
"Leave you decorated with ice, of course, but I don't know... hmm. What else shall I try on you? Any other things you'd imagined?"
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Date: 2005-12-10 05:29 am (UTC)"Bit cold, isn't it?"
He's already disliking this, because Random always was a warmth person, and he'd much rather press his hand to Ramon's side until the skin begins to heat.
"Leave you decorated with ice, of course, but I don't know... hmm. What else shall I try on you? Any other things you'd imagined?"