[ She peers down at his hand and ominously brightens even further. ]
Ooh. The forbidden fruit.
[ She's usually the one who has grab his hands... Now he's freely offering one to her, and that is inexplicably delightful to her. He's probably looking for her to grasp his hand handshake-style, but instead she takes his hand in both of hers and starts delicately squeezing it for its meat, like one would squeeze a fruit to test for ripeness. It is a small blessing that her lightning-blessed strength still seems to be under control, but all bets are off if something happens to startle her.
She slouches a little for a closer look at his hand, apparently deeply absorbed in the minutiae of his calluses, little hand muscles, and so on. Your verdict, Eustace. ]
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Ooh. The forbidden fruit.
[ She's usually the one who has grab his hands... Now he's freely offering one to her, and that is inexplicably delightful to her. He's probably looking for her to grasp his hand handshake-style, but instead she takes his hand in both of hers and starts delicately squeezing it for its meat, like one would squeeze a fruit to test for ripeness. It is a small blessing that her lightning-blessed strength still seems to be under control, but all bets are off if something happens to startle her.
She slouches a little for a closer look at his hand, apparently deeply absorbed in the minutiae of his calluses, little hand muscles, and so on. Your verdict, Eustace. ]