[shifts a little, like he's trying to make himself more comfortable in the seat. He's delaying looking at her, giving her an answer, but truthfully...he's glad to hear it. They haven't talked about it a whole lot - not really, but even if she appeared to hold no ill will toward him, he'd be lying if he ever said he completely understood her (or any girl, for that matter).
When he does manage to look back at her, he smiles, faintly.]
Thanks.
[it strikes him then how...ethereal she looks. The moonlight streams in through the window, covering her with a silvery hue that somehow only complements her fair coloring instead of washing her out. His eyes slide over her again before he can stop himself.]
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When he does manage to look back at her, he smiles, faintly.]
Thanks.
[it strikes him then how...ethereal she looks. The moonlight streams in through the window, covering her with a silvery hue that somehow only complements her fair coloring instead of washing her out. His eyes slide over her again before he can stop himself.]
Hey- you cold? I can grab the blanket for you.