Fusion
Oh knee on
Soda looked Vix over as if he'd actually been considering the proposal, looking her up and down, evaluating. His claws made subtle gestures as if sizing up what it could do with that waxy body.
Vix's face shrank a bit, not having any idea why Soda was doing what he was doing and didn't know if she wanted him to stop or not or if she was bothered by it or if she liked it or what was going on in her own head.
Then, he shrugged and said, "Well, anyway, what're we planning, then?"
"wait no..." Vix squeaked. So what if she might not have known what was going on, that didn't mean she wanted him to stop!
The Chandelure fixed her face and tried to refocus. Parts of her were still melty, but that always happened. "R-Right, plans... Hm... Chip might not be a bad place to start, although I still think we should start with S'more. I've always gotten mad scientists vibes from him, yet I've barely even met with him so what do I know?"