( Her laugh is loud and bright and unrestrained, kicking her feet back into the air when he flings her over his shoulder. There's something so very joyous about this, about the teasing, the carefree way they can be now. Back home, she and Jace would never have experienced anything as free. She isn't even sure they'll be allowed to find their way to each other, regardless of how they feel. So she cherishes these moments.
Part of her thinks she should at least make an attempt at fighting him. She's been training after all. And while she's not as quick or as well trained as Jace, she thinks she could find a way to throw them both down on the grass. But she doesn't. Instead she just hangs there, laughing as her hairs falls over her face. )
I'm not even complaining, you know that, right? The view's great.
( And then she's patting him on his ass, indulgent and ridiculous. )
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Part of her thinks she should at least make an attempt at fighting him. She's been training after all. And while she's not as quick or as well trained as Jace, she thinks she could find a way to throw them both down on the grass. But she doesn't. Instead she just hangs there, laughing as her hairs falls over her face. )
I'm not even complaining, you know that, right? The view's great.
( And then she's patting him on his ass, indulgent and ridiculous. )
I'm surrendering!