Thelema's smile brightens when he kisses her hand, his flustered hesitation unsurprising but charming, and she seems to be in no hurry to withdraw her hand from his. Even when he releases it, her fingers trail against his lightly as if to prolong the contact, startlingly blue eyes lidded as they meet his without hesitation, disarmingly cheerful and outgoing. She giggles softly behind her hand at his bashful manner, eyes lidded with a flutter of her lashes.
"Mm, well, I have heard so many stories, lately... it sounded like a place of beauty and wonder, and it certainly is a very beautiful village, and very welcoming."
She pauses a second, smiling to herself and tapping a fingertip against her lips as she regards him.
"And very charming, it seems."
The way her attention's focused on him, and the way she separates that statement from the one before, she may or may not be talking about the village still.
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"Mm, well, I have heard so many stories, lately... it sounded like a place of beauty and wonder, and it certainly is a very beautiful village, and very welcoming."
She pauses a second, smiling to herself and tapping a fingertip against her lips as she regards him.
"And very charming, it seems."
The way her attention's focused on him, and the way she separates that statement from the one before, she may or may not be talking about the village still.