[attr="class","gia i"]his name brings a flicker of recognition, although she couldn't quite place it for the life of her. maybe the same circle run in kanto or the former glory as a beast... whatever it is, it passes as quickly as it comes. "abner," she'll repeat it anyway, if only to taste how it sounds on her tongue. funny, she has a feeling it'd taste better if it was screamed. a thought to tuck away for later perhaps.

"giada morgan," she purrs. and then, with a wink, she'll add, "but you can call me whatever you'd like." is it too forward to request more of the cat names? probably. does she care? not in the slightest.

her lips spread into a smirk and perhaps she wants to get more of a reaction out of him than just a devilish grin. maybe that's why she bumps her hip into his before quickening her pace. how far away from the next round are they now? too far for her liking.