I doubt Damar will let me go like he did the previous day. But maybe if I can get him to trust me, he'll let me go again.
"D-Damar," I called, stuttering a bit, and he suddenly began to breathe in my ear.
"You remembered my name."
Of course, I remember. If you remember mine after I told you just last night, what's going to stop me from remembering yours?
But... this snake man... Was he always like this?
No, he was acting so differently compared to the aloofness he showed the previous night.
He looked excited, grinning from ear to ear as he looked at me favourably with that handsome face of his.
Why? Did he suddenly fall for me?
I bet he just wants to consummate and make snake babies.
"Yes, Damar. But can you let me go first? You're squeezing me so tight." I said but he frowned, seeming reluctant. "If you don't want to, then could you at least release my legs? It's a bit... uncomfortable."
"That, I can do."
