[To be fair, Velma is a pretty ridiculous person sometimes, and Lucifer's blood hadn't helped one bit in normalizing her. A surprised noise departs her when she's placed back with her feet on solid ground and all the blood that had pooled in her head rushing back south, leaving her lightheaded and a bit unbalanced. She reached out and placed her hands on his chest, gripping the fabric there.
In the end, it's his words that furrowed her brow even as she stepped closer to him, for balance.]
You like me? [She shakes her head and released him, only to start trying to get out of her formal attire, at least enough to show him one of several tattoos she had now.] I'm not possessed. I can prove it. There's this tattoo...
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I like you, Velma, and I know that you think you want me now but I respect you too much to take advantage. Do you understand?
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In the end, it's his words that furrowed her brow even as she stepped closer to him, for balance.]
You like me? [She shakes her head and released him, only to start trying to get out of her formal attire, at least enough to show him one of several tattoos she had now.] I'm not possessed. I can prove it. There's this tattoo...