[ His eyes widen, gaze finally breaking to sweep down over what he can see of her when she moves his hands to the small of her back. Basch could convince himself he was misreading interest in almost any situation, but this is impossible for even him to twist.
It's also impossible to hide the way his own interest grows at her bold direction and now very close proximity. His fingers spread wide, thumbs hooking around her waist as he swallows and nods, feeling for all the world like an awkward school boy again. She's so radiant and confident, and he might as well be a tree. ]
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It's also impossible to hide the way his own interest grows at her bold direction and now very close proximity. His fingers spread wide, thumbs hooking around her waist as he swallows and nods, feeling for all the world like an awkward school boy again. She's so radiant and confident, and he might as well be a tree. ]
Yes. I -- I'm Basch.