[It startles her, that's for sure, and for an entirely stupid reason. From the moment she woke up, she's gotten used to brisk handshakes and loose formalities-- a brief exchange of names, a curt nod or two, as casual as a swap of currency. Introductions lack the grandiose manners and formalities she'd grown up with, and while that isn't a bad thing, it is different.
And so to suddenly have something even remotely resembling something from home-- something from someone charming, someone she's even a little endeared to, sets her heart racing.
(Robert, her heart sings miserably, Robert Robert Robert, but he isn't here and it's unfair to compare someone to him; it's unfair that such a charming little action reminds her of him, but he was the only one to ever manage to straddle the line between genuine graciousness and impudent charm, how can she help but think of him?)
So she laughs, startled and amused and endeared. It only lasts a moment; soon she's pressing her lips together, biting it back.]
What a charming offer.
[She has absolutely no idea what wingman means, but that's all right, she can fake it.]
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And so to suddenly have something even remotely resembling something from home-- something from someone charming, someone she's even a little endeared to, sets her heart racing.
(Robert, her heart sings miserably, Robert Robert Robert, but he isn't here and it's unfair to compare someone to him; it's unfair that such a charming little action reminds her of him, but he was the only one to ever manage to straddle the line between genuine graciousness and impudent charm, how can she help but think of him?)
So she laughs, startled and amused and endeared. It only lasts a moment; soon she's pressing her lips together, biting it back.]
What a charming offer.
[She has absolutely no idea what wingman means, but that's all right, she can fake it.]
And what does that entail, dare I ask?