Perhaps his heart would have broken if she had turned him down.
Mayhap. The man wasn't fond of so clearly expressing himself, even to someone who spoke the same 'language.' He already knew he was being obvious, however, and she'd had every reason to reject him and his foolish ideals. Not even knowing where said ideals came from, Caim was beside himself with joy at her acceptance. He guided her hand until he had shifted her arm along with it in favour of curling about his arm. Some inkling of noble bearing, he might have claimed. He'd carried Furiae on his arm many times in the same fashion.
But that was Furiae and this was Chell.
He finally allowed a genuine smile to creep into his features and peering sidelong to her, there was a certain kind of pride that reflected in every inch of him. And where would you prefer to go, milady?
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Mayhap. The man wasn't fond of so clearly expressing himself, even to someone who spoke the same 'language.' He already knew he was being obvious, however, and she'd had every reason to reject him and his foolish ideals. Not even knowing where said ideals came from, Caim was beside himself with joy at her acceptance. He guided her hand until he had shifted her arm along with it in favour of curling about his arm. Some inkling of noble bearing, he might have claimed. He'd carried Furiae on his arm many times in the same fashion.
But that was Furiae and this was Chell.
He finally allowed a genuine smile to creep into his features and peering sidelong to her, there was a certain kind of pride that reflected in every inch of him. And where would you prefer to go, milady?