[Even though she has tried to calm her nerves, she cannot help the way her heartbeat rises when he answers the door and greets her. It's so much less awkward than she feels, but despite being confident with who she is and with what little experience she has accumulated in the city, she still does not completely feel like she has her footing.
But on the other hand Dorian's demeanor is natural, and the kiss to her cheek somehow settles her, like falling into some sort of familiar social etiquette is almost normal. Eloise takes a breath and smiles back at him.]
Ah, well it is getting warm out now. [She closes her eyes to mentally chastise herself. Why is she talking about the weather? She hates small talk.
Barely looking around, she lifts her head at the question.] No, I am fine.
--Wait. [And then it's like the weight of her nerves on how much she likes him, on how much she wants this, hits her. She puts her hands out to gesture, changing her mind.]
Something strong. Please. [Not forgetting her manners, she is not picky on what it is.]
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But on the other hand Dorian's demeanor is natural, and the kiss to her cheek somehow settles her, like falling into some sort of familiar social etiquette is almost normal. Eloise takes a breath and smiles back at him.]
Ah, well it is getting warm out now. [She closes her eyes to mentally chastise herself. Why is she talking about the weather? She hates small talk.
Barely looking around, she lifts her head at the question.] No, I am fine.
--Wait. [And then it's like the weight of her nerves on how much she likes him, on how much she wants this, hits her. She puts her hands out to gesture, changing her mind.]
Something strong. Please. [Not forgetting her manners, she is not picky on what it is.]