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| It was either the delusion of time caused by his inner turmoil or their waiter was swift at his duties. Before Emmaline had finished her sentence, their wine was down on the table. Telcoltl let thin fingers hold the ball of the glass with a delicate curve as he brought it to his lips. His eyebrows raised to her question about the fruit and he then let his eyes dart to the waiter to answer. He listed off their variety of fruits- more extensive than Telcoltl could have guessed. He had a content smile on his lips from the wine as he set it down again and ordered a small house salad. He requested fresh strawberries and grapes be sliced up into it. Delicious! He turned his eyes to his future ward and waited. Normally he would have ordered for her but he didn’t want to challenge her independence. As the waiter left jotting down little notes on his pad, Telcoltl turned to catch Emmaline’s eye. They were close in the booth but not too close to be intimate. He hated that but could think of no easy or non abrassive way of shifting closer. “I think it’d be a good pairing. Lord knows Dimitri thinks its time for me to act my age.” It sounded all business when he said it that way. He frowned a little. “And I think it’d be fun. Don’t you?” He was trying to gauge of she wanted him as her protector. The sleeping together part—though normal—was not mandatory. She knew that right? “We’re both young at heart. We’re very formal now but maybe we could be more like friends.” It was the hopefulness in his voice that gave him away. |