As Deacon ran his thumb over the back of her hand, Jazz could only stare down at the action, completely transfixed. Everything he did was somehow so casual and easy, and the contact made her feel appreciated in a way she didn't get from others. Doing her best not to acknowledge the obvious blush that his tone caused, she nodded a few times and stood with him.
It was no bother at all for Jazz to pay for the pair of, which might imply a general looseness with her money. Leaving the restaurant then, the bear girl stood where they had initially met up, looking up at Deacon and smiling as sheepishly as could be. "S-so, um...yeah. We could go relax for a little bit before I head home? I think I want to spend more time with you tonight."
It was no bother at all for Jazz to pay for the pair of, which might imply a general looseness with her money. Leaving the restaurant then, the bear girl stood where they had initially met up, looking up at Deacon and smiling as sheepishly as could be. "S-so, um...yeah. We could go relax for a little bit before I head home? I think I want to spend more time with you tonight."