[Finally. One appropriately awed by his presence and showing proper acknowledgment of his station, though he'd expect no less from her. Smiling, he settles down with a drink of his own with an expression that could be best described as coy.
Or alternatively, making no disguises of intent. He's stroking along her opposite wrist with his thumb without a care in the world for that silly mortal notion of boundaries.]
You seem to know your way of this land. I would hear more of your travels, and repay such fealty accordingly.
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Or alternatively, making no disguises of intent. He's stroking along her opposite wrist with his thumb without a care in the world for that silly mortal notion of boundaries.]
You seem to know your way of this land. I would hear more of your travels, and repay such fealty accordingly.