Even when most of our meetings are on business? Extremely formal? Relating to the needs of Isghard and her people? [ It is merely a gentle tease.
Her hand never leaves his, even as they duck out of the Forgotten Knightand into the streets of Ishgard. Her fingers shift slightly at one point--as if to ponder the idea of slipping between his. The motion remains incompleted, however, given she would rather not do anything that could cause him to pull away. Part of her cannot help but wonder if he will deny this ever happened. She does not not believe that he is the sort of man that would. Still, a worry remains that she is far too forward and he is merely following through as to keep the Warrior of Light happy.
She notes that they pass House Fortemps and the plaza of the Last Vigil. When they come to a stop she cannot help but smile. Of course he would prefer a place tucked away from all prying eyes. A place he might be himself and not only the Lord Commander of the Temple Knights, temporary head of Isghard. ]
It suits you.
[ Then, she nods as if to confirm her statement.
Alkaid turns then, pulling her hand away for only a fraction of a moment. She sets her hands on the railing and pulls herself to sit upon it. Once her balance is centered, her head tilts up to smile up at him. The hand she had pulled away reaches out to find his again as her tail curls neatly at her side and her ankles cross. ]
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Her hand never leaves his, even as they duck out of the Forgotten Knightand into the streets of Ishgard. Her fingers shift slightly at one point--as if to ponder the idea of slipping between his. The motion remains incompleted, however, given she would rather not do anything that could cause him to pull away. Part of her cannot help but wonder if he will deny this ever happened. She does not not believe that he is the sort of man that would. Still, a worry remains that she is far too forward and he is merely following through as to keep the Warrior of Light happy.
She notes that they pass House Fortemps and the plaza of the Last Vigil. When they come to a stop she cannot help but smile. Of course he would prefer a place tucked away from all prying eyes. A place he might be himself and not only the Lord Commander of the Temple Knights, temporary head of Isghard. ]
It suits you.
[ Then, she nods as if to confirm her statement.
Alkaid turns then, pulling her hand away for only a fraction of a moment. She sets her hands on the railing and pulls herself to sit upon it. Once her balance is centered, her head tilts up to smile up at him. The hand she had pulled away reaches out to find his again as her tail curls neatly at her side and her ankles cross. ]
What led you to this place the first time?