[ She clears her throat a couple times, face morphing between displeasure and obvious annoyance. But not at him β really, seeing Marc like this is kind of fun. Maybe he went insane with the heat and decided to try living a new way? Because he's sitting criss cross applesauce atop the dirty ground instead of ram rod straight beside her. ]
Yeah, you are kinda pasty white.
[ She (cheekily) agrees, after a moment. Lottie's skin, if it were normal circumstances, would glow. And okay yes, half of it is from the body shimmer, but she makes sure to get her sun and to make sure she looks healthy (look, is the key). Like she loves to go to the beach and actually loves sweating! Now, she's probably looking the wrong kind of sun-kissedβ sun-slapped, maybe? Sun-assaulted?
There's a beat of silence, a purse of her lips as she considers something. ]
..That was the one downside of Highstorm, probably. [ She offers, ] I started getting all pale, too.
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Yeah, you are kinda pasty white.
[ She (cheekily) agrees, after a moment. Lottie's skin, if it were normal circumstances, would glow. And okay yes, half of it is from the body shimmer, but she makes sure to get her sun and to make sure she looks healthy (look, is the key). Like she loves to go to the beach and actually loves sweating! Now, she's probably looking the wrong kind of sun-kissedβ sun-slapped, maybe? Sun-assaulted?
There's a beat of silence, a purse of her lips as she considers something. ]
..That was the one downside of Highstorm, probably. [ She offers, ] I started getting all pale, too.