[ things edelgard did not factor into her calculations: that her presumed savior would pop up on the opposite side of where she needed them to be. startled, she jumps lightly in her seat before whipping around, reaching behind her to try and hold the parted fabric close. it's difficult to do when she's sitting on the hem, but at least now that she's twisted around he won't be privy to an eyeful... moreso than he already had, anyway. ]
I don't know what you mean.
[ she narrows her eyes at him, deciding she does not appreciate his smirk. if he were truly a gentleman he'd look away! and ignore the sharp blush on her cheeks, skin too fair to be anything else but traitorous. ]
no subject
I don't know what you mean.
[ she narrows her eyes at him, deciding she does not appreciate his smirk. if he were truly a gentleman he'd look away! and ignore the sharp blush on her cheeks, skin too fair to be anything else but traitorous. ]
The box will do just fine, thank you.