[It's not much of a concession, to be honest, but... it's better than nothing. Better than pulling his lance on her, or slamming the door in her face, or yelling his frustrations at her as the first good target.
He steps out instead, shuts the door behind himself. (Though that's... a little harder than it probably should have been. An almost-slam still betraying him.) He isn't to the point where he's willing to invite her in, but...
He can take her to lunch. Or to tea.]
Mmhm. Compared to you, at least. It's been a few months, now.
no subject
He steps out instead, shuts the door behind himself. (Though that's... a little harder than it probably should have been. An almost-slam still betraying him.) He isn't to the point where he's willing to invite her in, but...
He can take her to lunch. Or to tea.]
Mmhm. Compared to you, at least. It's been a few months, now.