"Would you love me if I were a worm?"
Bashenga stopped getting undressed to stare at his lover with a look of incredulity. "…What?"
"Like if my form was not the earth, but instead it was of one of the tiny, blind, snakey little things that inhabit my soil. Would you still love me?"
Bashenga did not at all understand the significance of the question.
"I suppose…? Physical forms are not a factor in my considerations of companionship; my body is not humanoid."
Gaia gulped as she watched Bashenga's clothes slowly disintegrate for the first time ever. "Y-Yeah... I guess I forget that from time to time."
Bashenga wasn't sure how she could forget such a thing when his body was covered in black scales, and his eyes were visibly unsettling.
Awkwardly, the two of them somehow drifted over towards the bed in the room and sat underneath the covers.
Judging by the awkward atmosphere that had yet to leave them even after a full fifteen minutes, they were quite the nervous pairing.
