Isabelle looked around too, blinking in confusion as she took in the same vacant space.
"Oh," she said after a moment, turning back to face Benjamin. "We were having sex for so long, she must've left to attend to something."
She paused as she turned, but now startled all over again by the expression on his face.
Benjamin's brows were deeply furrowed and creased, lips puckered into a full pout, his cheeks slightly puffed out in utter, but childish, disappointment.
[Is he... pouting...? I'm so happy I was alive long enough to see this side of him.] [Isa]
"That silly fairy," Benjamin murmured under his breath, arms crossing over his bare chest as he glared at the empty bed. "Couldn't she wait just one hour? Now I feel all embarrassed talking to myself back ther—?! Huh? Isabelle, what are you doing?"
