The two had arrived in secret at their destination and it was practically a paradise compared to what Nox was used to. A nice room had been given to them, a balcony connected to it that allowed them to overlook the serenity that befallen the planet. Both Nox and Shale were out of their armor, her much more comfortable than him as they had stayed in the room for a majority of their time so far because of him. When she would ask the first couple of times, Nox would just make some sort of sound that resembled the start of a sentence before just closing his mouth. What followed after was him either shrugging his shoulders or turning on the Holo and creating another subject.
Shale caught on and more told him they were going to leave the room even if he didn't want to. Catching her words, Nox exhaled softly before just shutting off the holo and standing up from the bed. He made his way over to the door that led to the balcony, halting underneath the frame before extending his arms above him to grip it, stretching out his lean muscle as his gaze locked back on Shale.
She would catch him drinking her in without shame, the sun reflecting off the black plates of his arm and making his amber eyes nearly glimmer gold. It wasn't often he got to see Shale without her beskar'gam, especially with the way the sunlight struck off her, highlighting her features even more. She was beautiful and it was clear Nox was fine about not moving from his spot, "You sure? I could admire you all day right here." The Basic came out crisp as he got quite proficient with it over his bounty-hunting years.
While he spoke the truth, it was also another attempt to not leave. Presently on the island, it shook his courage to just roam freely without his helmet. Like her and more, it was clear that he was conditioned for war as well. His marks were even harder to hide, his black cybernetic limbs, the scar across his eye, and many more that were hidden by his tank top and swimsuit.
Shale caught on and more told him they were going to leave the room even if he didn't want to. Catching her words, Nox exhaled softly before just shutting off the holo and standing up from the bed. He made his way over to the door that led to the balcony, halting underneath the frame before extending his arms above him to grip it, stretching out his lean muscle as his gaze locked back on Shale.
She would catch him drinking her in without shame, the sun reflecting off the black plates of his arm and making his amber eyes nearly glimmer gold. It wasn't often he got to see Shale without her beskar'gam, especially with the way the sunlight struck off her, highlighting her features even more. She was beautiful and it was clear Nox was fine about not moving from his spot, "You sure? I could admire you all day right here." The Basic came out crisp as he got quite proficient with it over his bounty-hunting years.
While he spoke the truth, it was also another attempt to not leave. Presently on the island, it shook his courage to just roam freely without his helmet. Like her and more, it was clear that he was conditioned for war as well. His marks were even harder to hide, his black cybernetic limbs, the scar across his eye, and many more that were hidden by his tank top and swimsuit.