08-22-2014, 11:32 PM
He watched her move to the table, and took the moment to rub his eyes and quietly chastise himself. Had he really grown so bloody awkward around women already? His last date hadn't been that long ago damn it.
He was content to watch her take up her post on the couch, and after a moment he crossed over to join her, draping the towel she'd given him over the seat as best he could before he sat; he wasn't dripping wet, but was still damp enough to warrant wanting to put the towel down first.
It was already proving to be one of the best nights he had had in a long while. An actual chance to relax, loosen his tie and put his feet up. Not that he would actually do that of course; it was rather uncouth to put your feet up on someone else's furniture after all. "Well, maybe we could go again when they reopen? Although that will probably take a few weeks."
He frowned in thought at her question. It was a good one; did he consider Moscow his home? "I suppose I do. I could have tried harder to go back to the Isle for Christmas. But work kept me here, and I honestly don't mind. So...yes, it is home. Although don't tell my mother that."
He chuckled and grinned at her, before finally removing his tie and loosening the top two buttons of his shirt, before taking another sip of his tea. "What about you? You've moved around quite a bit from what I can gather."
He was content to watch her take up her post on the couch, and after a moment he crossed over to join her, draping the towel she'd given him over the seat as best he could before he sat; he wasn't dripping wet, but was still damp enough to warrant wanting to put the towel down first.
It was already proving to be one of the best nights he had had in a long while. An actual chance to relax, loosen his tie and put his feet up. Not that he would actually do that of course; it was rather uncouth to put your feet up on someone else's furniture after all. "Well, maybe we could go again when they reopen? Although that will probably take a few weeks."
He frowned in thought at her question. It was a good one; did he consider Moscow his home? "I suppose I do. I could have tried harder to go back to the Isle for Christmas. But work kept me here, and I honestly don't mind. So...yes, it is home. Although don't tell my mother that."
He chuckled and grinned at her, before finally removing his tie and loosening the top two buttons of his shirt, before taking another sip of his tea. "What about you? You've moved around quite a bit from what I can gather."