[Aymeric half covered his smile with a lightly curled hand. Even though Francel was being playful, it really did exhibit the transformation. It was slightly mismatched, but in an endearing and attractive way.]
Hardly a proper meal. We had only a few sips besides! [He led Francel outside, holding the door for him as a proper gentleman would. He was lost in admiration for a moment. He watched his delicate expressions and elegant little movements. ]
Have you ever dined at the Damsel's Dungeon?
[Snow began to fall as they exited, the soft powder collecting in Aymeric's hair.]
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Hardly a proper meal. We had only a few sips besides! [He led Francel outside, holding the door for him as a proper gentleman would. He was lost in admiration for a moment. He watched his delicate expressions and elegant little movements. ]
Have you ever dined at the Damsel's Dungeon?
[Snow began to fall as they exited, the soft powder collecting in Aymeric's hair.]