[At first, he almost asks for clarification, but the faint twitch of her lips is enough to stay him. Lover? Perhaps the reason for her pain. That would make a great deal of sense, and confirm his suspicions. He merely gives her forearm a very faint, discreet squeeze, as his hand is still laying against it.]
Dinner it is. And who's being smug? Is it so terribly wrong to look forward to such an event? [Smirk.]
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Date: 2011-05-07 01:20 am (UTC)Dinner it is. And who's being smug? Is it so terribly wrong to look forward to such an event? [Smirk.]