"How do I look?"
Anthony stared at her for a moment. No words could escape his mouth, as he simply had nothing to say. No language in existence could describe the sight before him.
Seeing Anthony unable to speak, Vega smiled as she spoke again.
"Since you aren't even able to form a single word or sentence, I suppose I'm perfect."
Anthony stayed silent for a moment, then shook his head as he finally spoke.
"Perfection is imperfect when compared to you, Vee."
As he said those words, he snapped his fingers, and space returned to normal as everything else vanished.
Vega simply chuckled at Anthony's words. Although she had received countless compliments from various men and women, at the end of the day, she was a woman, and compliments still worked on her.
It simply depended on who gave them.
"Ready to depart?" Anthony asked.
