I, like both of them, am left without the words to fully describe how this page makes me feel. The silence that is present here (and that has been present in the past few pages) is heavy, but not necessarily in a bad way. Of all the possible ways this page could have gone, this is definitely the way it should have gone. Any other way wouldn't have felt as real to me.
"Emotion". Mental agitation - an excited state of. It is also an irrational and powerful master, and from what the readers had witnessed in this chapter, there seemed to be little doubt that Beauty was indeed its slave.
("Tell us about it, Beauty!")
He was seeming hemmed-in, so maudlin,
And I've never felt this way before...
(”You mean she-?” "Yeah, MsMegan said so.")
There was no point in letting love grow in regretting
A jailor and his captive, it's...upsetting....
But now we want to know where this could go
I felt, he snuffed, and he wants more
(”More, more, more!")
Although there's no insistence
Neither is there resistance
(”ZOMG")
Now it's getting sensual *power chord*
With my assistance
Touch-a touch-a touch-a touch me,
It's time to get feely
See me, smell me, and melt me Beast of my delight!
This page definitely makes it seem like they're going to try for a kiss. I am guessing that panel three is from the Beast's perspective--and it's interesting to me that his focus is on her neck and the top of her chest, rather than directly at her face. Is he uncertain about meeting her eyes right afterwards? Would that be too direct? I think they're both unsure about the next step, in any case.
It is also an irrational and powerful master, and from what the readers had witnessed in this chapter, there seemed to be little doubt that Beauty was indeed its slave.
("Tell us about it, Beauty!")
He was seeming hemmed-in, so maudlin,
And I've never felt this way before...
(”You mean she-?” "Yeah, MsMegan said so.")
There was no point in letting love grow in regretting
A jailor and his captive, it's...upsetting....
But now we want to know where this could go
I felt, he snuffed, and he wants more
(”More, more, more!")
Although there's no insistence
Neither is there resistance
(”ZOMG")
Now it's getting sensual
*power chord*
With my assistance
Touch-a touch-a touch-a touch me,
It's time to get feely
See me, smell me, and melt me
Beast of my delight!