Bohatei Chorva
Elroodian Escapee
Bohatei examines the woman's expression. The way her lips curled into a smile, combined with the intense gaze held in her sunset coloured orbs confused Bohatei. It was almost unsettling, but he was able to look past it. His own expression was more softened, carrying a calm and relaxed demeanor befitting of someone that had no place in a bounty hunter's den.
"Yeah. It's kinda like constantly bein' in that state where you're stretching out if that makes sense." Bohatei explained, an idle hand drumming along his forearm as he spoke. "Bringin' it together to use it isn't very easy, either." His eyes narrow slightly as Saffron immediately proves her point, effortlessly holding her glass aloft between her fingers. "Tryin' to make me jealous?"
A friendly smirk is given toward his mentor, leaning back in the chair slightly as a nudge sends the glass sliding across to his side of the table, catching it with his palm.
His fingers wrap around the brandy, reciprocating her wink in a smooth motion that complimented the natural looking smile on his lips. The Zabrak took a short sip, setting the glass back down and enjoying the drink. His throat was still dry since he had left his home, taking another sip soon after.
"Oh, that's nice. Think I'll be keeping this." Bohatei remarked playfully, smirking up to her.
"Yeah. It's kinda like constantly bein' in that state where you're stretching out if that makes sense." Bohatei explained, an idle hand drumming along his forearm as he spoke. "Bringin' it together to use it isn't very easy, either." His eyes narrow slightly as Saffron immediately proves her point, effortlessly holding her glass aloft between her fingers. "Tryin' to make me jealous?"
A friendly smirk is given toward his mentor, leaning back in the chair slightly as a nudge sends the glass sliding across to his side of the table, catching it with his palm.
His fingers wrap around the brandy, reciprocating her wink in a smooth motion that complimented the natural looking smile on his lips. The Zabrak took a short sip, setting the glass back down and enjoying the drink. His throat was still dry since he had left his home, taking another sip soon after.
"Oh, that's nice. Think I'll be keeping this." Bohatei remarked playfully, smirking up to her.