“I realize you’re unlikely to agree to this request, but I would be remiss if I did not point out that this massage will be more effective if you strip from the waist up.”
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The elezen craned his neck to shoot her a glare from over his shoulder at the remark. He really did not want to appease her request, but it was the logical choice. Regardless, with a huff he unfastened his coat a bit in order to pull it down just enough to expose his upper back and broad shoulders.
She had not expected that to work. His glare had made her blood run cold, so when he unexpectedly complied with her request, she had to take a slow, deep breath to keep her heart from beating out of her chest. “Uh…” She cleared her throat, trying to regain her composure.
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Amon was somewhat thankful he was facing away from her at the time she spoke because of the scowling expression he now held, not... particularly wanting to drive her away at this point. He pause to analyze his situation and her request, risk versus benefit.
His frown deepened, and against his better judgment, the rest of his coat was shrugged off, exposing a myriad of scars and modifications littering his torso. The peculiar glowing aetherochemical augmentations extended down to his hips where they met striped breeches.
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"Don't try anything stupid," he ground his words. Not a threat, but a promise.