As Lim spooned her ice cream, taking small bites, she relished in the minty-ness as it washed over her senses. This was exactly what she needed to cool down from the rush of varying heated emotions that bombarded her earlier.<br/><br/>As she moved to spoon her next bite, she stopped mid motion and stared at him, mouth open still, as her brows furrowed in confusion and incredulity. If this kept up, after four years with Wric she’s certain the expression would be permanently plastered to her face. “You said your mother’s a nymph....and you don’t know anything about them. Did she never have the sex talk with you? You know what, forget I said that. I don’t want to know. If you don’t know how a nymph’s body works, I certainly am not going to be the one to tell you. I could understand if you’ve never been around a nymph before, but you’ve been around them your whole life. No excuses.” She pointed her spoon at him and wagged it the same way he had his finger to her earlier. Shaming him for not being better aware of the women in his life.