[She's not pulling away. Lloyd darts a glance at her, trying to gauge her reaction. She's not pulling away, and her face is a little green. Green is a blush for her, he remembers that.
That's an answer. Smiling, he lets a little part of himself relax that had been tense and anxious and man he'd had no idea if he was doing this right. He adjusts his grip subtly, to make it more comfortable. Her hand feels... really nice.]
I think I'd like to see that. Do you think maybe someday I could come see your world?
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Date: 2011-08-18 01:29 pm (UTC)That's an answer. Smiling, he lets a little part of himself relax that had been tense and anxious and man he'd had no idea if he was doing this right. He adjusts his grip subtly, to make it more comfortable. Her hand feels... really nice.]
I think I'd like to see that. Do you think maybe someday I could come see your world?