Asleif held eye contact with Vincent for a moment. "'tis but my nature to ever misdirect and confound," she said, nodding thoughtfully. "You doth have something of thine mother about thee, I see that clearly now. Thou art well and truly of Asgardian stock... if not wholly so."
She picked up the offered chocolate, nibbled on in a slow, sensual manner. "Pleasing... Most pleasing indeed."
A flicker of amusement dances in her eyes when Kristoff interrupts. This day was turning out to be quite entertaining.
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