Cora's about to reject her offer, despite her own curiosity. She's always been the type to touch the flame despite knowing it'll burn her, but it's always been out of some morbid curiosity to feel how it will. The supernatural are almost normal to her, but to have someone she knows claim to be a religious species — one that belongs in the story books and faith itself — is a little too much to swallow.
Her laughter dies down the moment Erica slips her jacket off, encouraging, rather than protesting, anything that Cora may say to push her into embarrassment. There's really no fun to be had if she's willing to place herself in an uncomfortable position.
With her expression sobering, she's no longer laughing. Her tone is earnest, "Show me."
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Her laughter dies down the moment Erica slips her jacket off, encouraging, rather than protesting, anything that Cora may say to push her into embarrassment. There's really no fun to be had if she's willing to place herself in an uncomfortable position.
With her expression sobering, she's no longer laughing. Her tone is earnest, "Show me."