She sits back in her chair, sets down her cup, and gives him that look. The one with the head tilted slightly to the side, and the single eyebrow raised.
"Bore me? You?" Her very tone says it all. Of course he wasn't boring. Not to her. Not with his warmth and his stories and his hugs and his wisdom and knowledge and courage. Here comes a slow shake of the head, and a grin. "I dance circles about you and everyone else, because I dance in circles!" It seems very logical to her.
The cat has made another playful strafing run at her foot, and she ducks down to look, then pops back up again. "What I may do, once we are finished and I've helped to put away the dishes? Is to put on something more comfortable than my travel clothes, and explore your spices, and your imagination, and perhaps even your bookshelves some more! What treasures you have accumulated over time, mon ami!"
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Date: 2015-05-03 04:17 am (UTC)"Bore me? You?" Her very tone says it all. Of course he wasn't boring. Not to her. Not with his warmth and his stories and his hugs and his wisdom and knowledge and courage. Here comes a slow shake of the head, and a grin. "I dance circles about you and everyone else, because I dance in circles!" It seems very logical to her.
The cat has made another playful strafing run at her foot, and she ducks down to look, then pops back up again. "What I may do, once we are finished and I've helped to put away the dishes? Is to put on something more comfortable than my travel clothes, and explore your spices, and your imagination, and perhaps even your bookshelves some more! What treasures you have accumulated over time, mon ami!"
"Now, are you ready for dessert??