[ Molly is quiet as Fjord speaks, which is unusual in itself. Normally he'd preen and agree, but this went beyond that. Normally his shittier sides were something nobody wanted to deal with but Yasha, and hearing that Fjord liked him not only despite that, but because of it as well.

This was tender, sweet. Things he wasn't as accustomed to as wild sex and escapades.

Those red eyes have their own little glow as the light reflects in them for his darkvision, and the tiefling's smile softens even more. ]

Not a lot of people miss my eyes. Kind of freak some people out at times.

[ He leans into the touch, heart feeling about as full as his stomach by now. ]

I knew by the time you and I went on the hospital bullshit that I enjoyed your wit and humor. You easily go from suave bastard to blushing mess and it is wonderful.

[ His tail curls more around Fjord. ]

I know I said that I don't know some of you any more, but that was wrong. I feel like I know this Fjord better than any face you've shown before.

[ There's a small chuckle, and he strokes a hand over that lovely beard. ]

...and I find myself missing your voice when you're not around.