[ He murmurs it softly, quietly– but it isn't gentle. There's nothing gentle about him or the blaze in his eyes as he drinks in the sight of Ronan approaching him.
Torn for a moment between two equally promising paths he could take, his gaze drops from Ronan's face to the perfect detailing of his costume and back up again. He wets his lips. Does he tell Ronan what kind of response he would have earned with this... stunt of his? Or does he show him. ]
Until you turned a corner and found yourself somewhere a little more secluded. Out of sight of the crowd, but not too far from all those people, the very first opportunity I saw to give you the attention you deserve. I would have had... a lot of questions for you, Ronan...
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[ He murmurs it softly, quietly– but it isn't gentle. There's nothing gentle about him or the blaze in his eyes as he drinks in the sight of Ronan approaching him.
Torn for a moment between two equally promising paths he could take, his gaze drops from Ronan's face to the perfect detailing of his costume and back up again. He wets his lips. Does he tell Ronan what kind of response he would have earned with this... stunt of his?
Or does he show him. ]
Until you turned a corner and found yourself somewhere a little more secluded. Out of sight of the crowd, but not too far from all those people, the very first opportunity I saw to give you the attention you deserve. I would have had... a lot of questions for you, Ronan...