[ He is so, so very pleased with himself that she reacts the way he (quietly, tentatively) hopes he would.
He'll indulge in one last thing before he lets her hand go: a chaste kiss over her knuckles again. A gentle brush of lips and no more.
He's given his word to her that he will do his best to behave. That begins now, because as much as Bran offered them privacy in a space that Asil would be sure to keep his wits about him, he's far too pleased that tonight has gone so well. ]
I will look forward to it then. [ He'll ease talk elsewhere now. Gently, so that he can help minimize any awkwardness from their rather... intense exchange. ] If wine is not your preference, perhaps you can let me know what is.
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He'll indulge in one last thing before he lets her hand go: a chaste kiss over her knuckles again. A gentle brush of lips and no more.
He's given his word to her that he will do his best to behave. That begins now, because as much as Bran offered them privacy in a space that Asil would be sure to keep his wits about him, he's far too pleased that tonight has gone so well. ]
I will look forward to it then. [ He'll ease talk elsewhere now. Gently, so that he can help minimize any awkwardness from their rather... intense exchange. ] If wine is not your preference, perhaps you can let me know what is.