[ He remains unsure of what to think of the edge to her smile. Eggsy believes he isn't so fragile as to cut himself on it — but he hardly knows her, really, even if he believes he knows enough. Her age hadn't even been considered as a factor (the age she hails from had been a more interesting thought; a distant past, perhaps). 'Course he knows she's older, given her titles. Doctor and now Madam.
Any tension from waiting bleeds out in a light laugh. ]
Oh, come off it. You're well-fit. [ Ah, will she understand that? ] Pretty, I mean. [ and she must be aware of it. She carries herself with confidence, even if she doesn't strike him as the sort to usually kiss young men ten years her junior. ] And I'm already a walking-talking scandal, aren't I?
[ He pulls back just a touch, however, not wanting to push her more than his brazen request already did. Eggsy has always been of the mindset that people will act with interest, if they're interested. They'll say what they want, if you're only willing to ask. And if someone wants a kiss — well, they won't pass up the opportunity for one. Maybe that makes him a romantic. ]
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Any tension from waiting bleeds out in a light laugh. ]
Oh, come off it. You're well-fit. [ Ah, will she understand that? ] Pretty, I mean. [ and she must be aware of it. She carries herself with confidence, even if she doesn't strike him as the sort to usually kiss young men ten years her junior. ] And I'm already a walking-talking scandal, aren't I?
[ He pulls back just a touch, however, not wanting to push her more than his brazen request already did. Eggsy has always been of the mindset that people will act with interest, if they're interested. They'll say what they want, if you're only willing to ask. And if someone wants a kiss — well, they won't pass up the opportunity for one. Maybe that makes him a romantic. ]