Shiver.

"You could give me new ones."

"I suppose if we're practicing tonight anyway..."

Giggle. "Give a bit of thought to aesthetics, then?"

"Would it make you happy?"

Blush. "Yeah. It would, lots. I want to be - pretty, especially for you."

"But that's - different from if it'd be good for the mission?"

"That is a good point."

"But I think- in terms of the mission, as long as we are not exceeding the requirements- it's fine to take enjoyment where we can."

Soft smile. "That makes sense. Joy's a good thing, so long as it's not messing with stuff."

Then: "I'd really enjoy it if most of the wounds we leave are ones you've given me, and if they make me prettier, in a beaten up way."

"I think we can make that happen."

"You're really good at this, after all."

"I don't know if it's kind of you to say so, exactly, but I appreciate the sentiment."

Giggle. "It's definitely a compliment, so."

"Then thank you, Anakin."

"You're welcome."

"So what sort of injury do you think would make you prettier?"

Tiny wiggle.

"Hm... A bruise here..." She traces around her upper cheek. "A split lip..." Shiver, then: "Bruises on my neck..."

"Dangerous," she says.

"Yeah."

"I trust you, though."

"I'll be careful."

Wiggle.

"The mind reading will help, I bet."

"I'm sure it will."

Heee.

"Do you have any ideas?"

"Oh, a few..."

Wiggle!

Anakin wants to know all Elesse's ideas.

She has a great many. Most of them Anakin will likely find quite fun.

Mmmm, she does.

And she wants to try all of them, of course, but being strangled especially sounds fascinating.