[Her laughter is almost infectious. Almost. As it is for him now, it just sort of pings off of his fine veneer of discontent.
He is, however, getting his feet back under him, conversationally-speaking.]
I've always been told that was my finest attribute. [He tosses his head to one side, his expression a mask of sorrow. Or at least it was for a second, a flash in the pan before the gaggle of nearby schoolgirls erupts into a chorus of laughter. He looks over in their direction for a moment, blushing yet again, this time even more embarrassingly. He looks away, carefully turning a shoulder to them.
He clears his throat, carefully filing the flowers away into a pocket on the interior of his suit coat.] Well, that was some ideal timing. [Said, sweating faintly, the tips of his ears burning with continued embarrassment.]
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He is, however, getting his feet back under him, conversationally-speaking.]
I've always been told that was my finest attribute. [He tosses his head to one side, his expression a mask of sorrow. Or at least it was for a second, a flash in the pan before the gaggle of nearby schoolgirls erupts into a chorus of laughter. He looks over in their direction for a moment, blushing yet again, this time even more embarrassingly. He looks away, carefully turning a shoulder to them.
He clears his throat, carefully filing the flowers away into a pocket on the interior of his suit coat.] Well, that was some ideal timing. [Said, sweating faintly, the tips of his ears burning with continued embarrassment.]