She leans in, meeting his tall gaze. Amused expression withers into something somewhat of a pensive state. She opens her lips to speak, thinks on it, then closes her lips before taking a step back. “Do you eat?”

_{Ky thought the question would have been something important. Like, if she wanted him to do something, or about what he liked to wear. At least those questions he would have gave an honest response to, but for this? Oh, he was going to have a slight amount of fun.} 

_{He leaned forward, licked his lips, and then spoke in a low tone; completely serious. “I could eat you.” As for what that meant… it was completely up for debate.}

_{However, around ten to twenty seconds later, he couldn’t help the shit-eating grin that formed across his face as he was just about to burst out laughing. Though, he managed to contain himself. For the moment at least.}