[She stares at the dots on the screen as he's typing, like she's not even sure if this is real. Eloise has been on a very precise sexual awakening here, and Dorian has already affected it in some way. Though before now it has been from almost the point of friend and confidant which is why she's turned to him in the first place.
But it's not as if there hasn't been interest there since the first time they met, since he first brushed away her curls, and for that one brief moment the city stopped. She's felt that sort of attraction before, and maybe she was still dancing around this flirtation with Dorian because of that, but when her device dings his response, there isn't hesitation.
She pushes herself off her couch. Eloise forces herself to not overthink this, to just go to his rooms. Her dress is far more simple, and maybe she would have changed to something a little more poignant, but then she also supposes he's never really cared what she wears, and the point is to not be dressed. Taking the elevator, it doesn't take long until she's standing in front of his door. Centering herself for just a moment, she eventually leans in and knocks.]
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But it's not as if there hasn't been interest there since the first time they met, since he first brushed away her curls, and for that one brief moment the city stopped. She's felt that sort of attraction before, and maybe she was still dancing around this flirtation with Dorian because of that, but when her device dings his response, there isn't hesitation.
She pushes herself off her couch. Eloise forces herself to not overthink this, to just go to his rooms. Her dress is far more simple, and maybe she would have changed to something a little more poignant, but then she also supposes he's never really cared what she wears, and the point is to not be dressed. Taking the elevator, it doesn't take long until she's standing in front of his door. Centering herself for just a moment, she eventually leans in and knocks.]