“I think we may have differing definitions of the term,” he replies, flashing that crooked smile again.
“Can I perhaps… Change your opinion?”
“Can I at least ask your name first?”
The Bosmer chuckled. “Ah, right. I apologize. My name is Kaeshira.”
“I suppose I should return the favor. My name is Rilam.”
“Mm. The pleasure is mine.” Kaeshira raised her hand to him, palm down, as her lips pulled into a crooked grin. “You may kiss me.”
