Maybe... but you could be good for me—
[Amused, she gets the sense that the tall rabbit is having a hard time keeping her composure, all which allows Pomni to make her move, running a hand along her arm to get her attention.]
...Couldn't you?
⠀
( ... how can a voice that sweet manage to send chills down her spine .ᐣ )
i’m not good, pom pom. you know that better than anyone.
( she wants to give up so bad.
her foot thumps anxiously against the floor, her eyes darting everywhere but toward pomni. )