[He scoffs, a little more theatric the closer he gets to having to pony up.] What, are you implying I'd renege on my debts simply because I question the scoring methods? Hardly. Ye of little faith.
[He's turned towards her, too, pulled into the moment implacably. For all that he's long since come to the conclusion that Ramir's flirting doesn't really mean anything, this... this feels a hair more serious than he was expecting. His heart is pattering with uncertainty. Perhaps the firelight was a mistake.
There's a moment where he fails to entirely conceal that uncertainty behind the sassy facade he's been putting up. He's kissed a grand total of two people in his life, and only one of those people enough times to get any good at it. Is he going to make an ass of himself?]
I'm game. [He's a little round-eyed, his tone less teasing too. Screwing his courage to the sticking point -- as the aphorism goes -- he leans in, uncertain if he'll be meeting her halfway or doing all the initiating himself.]
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[He's turned towards her, too, pulled into the moment implacably. For all that he's long since come to the conclusion that Ramir's flirting doesn't really mean anything, this... this feels a hair more serious than he was expecting. His heart is pattering with uncertainty. Perhaps the firelight was a mistake.
There's a moment where he fails to entirely conceal that uncertainty behind the sassy facade he's been putting up. He's kissed a grand total of two people in his life, and only one of those people enough times to get any good at it. Is he going to make an ass of himself?]
I'm game. [He's a little round-eyed, his tone less teasing too. Screwing his courage to the sticking point -- as the aphorism goes -- he leans in, uncertain if he'll be meeting her halfway or doing all the initiating himself.]