[ South notices that hand reach out, and though she waits for Ducky to finish stripping down first, she steps closer once she does—she’s muscled and scarred and better described as ‘firm’ than ‘soft’. Her gaze passes over Ducky from head to toe, not scrutinising, just… taking her in. ]

Feeling as good as you look?

[ She thinks she’s smooth, if she actually is, well, that’s up for debate. She’d lean to kiss her but with Ducky sat down the height difference is temporarily worse, so first she brushes her fingers against Ducky’s cheek. Hmm. ]

…your hair’s probably gonna get kinda messed up, y’know. At least, if I do my fuckin’ job right. That gonna be comfortable with whatever you’ve got pinning that all neat and shit?