I'd like to think so. [ A perfect answer, neither too pompous or too meek. He's had practice, at the very least, though it's unclear whether or not that's from his time here or elsewhere. He senses her assessing, smile deepening at its corners. ] It's more of an art than a science, though.
[ Crossing his arm over his front, he lays his fingers over hers as they walk. His touch is light in comparison, weightless over roughened skin. ]
Well, Clorinde. With such high praise already, how can I stand to let you down?
[ Unfortunately, Kizuna loves to lay it on thick. It's just that there is sincerity in his tone alongside it. As they walk the length of the beach for a short spell, his rank keeping the raucous lifeguards at bay, he sweeps his arm out to one of the little bungalows. ]
no subject
[ Crossing his arm over his front, he lays his fingers over hers as they walk. His touch is light in comparison, weightless over roughened skin. ]
Well, Clorinde. With such high praise already, how can I stand to let you down?
[ Unfortunately, Kizuna loves to lay it on thick. It's just that there is sincerity in his tone alongside it. As they walk the length of the beach for a short spell, his rank keeping the raucous lifeguards at bay, he sweeps his arm out to one of the little bungalows. ]
After you.