22.Jul.19, 11:56 PM
He laughed brightly. “I know that! But a little flirting never hurts. That said, if you look for me, probably best be Weyr. Better not push my luck.” He snuggled down a little further, musing. “You know my type well enough. Tall, dark, and homely,” Kitt joked. “No? Short, blonde, and mean?”
He giggled helplessly with her as they kept tossing out sillier and sillier ideas and ended up falling over, his head in her lap. He slowly caught his breath, though an occasional giggle still ran through him. “You’ll find me someone, I’m sure. But no rush.”
“A dance partner later in the night, maybe? Though a harper could be fun too… I bet they have excellent rhythm…” he winked up at her.
He giggled helplessly with her as they kept tossing out sillier and sillier ideas and ended up falling over, his head in her lap. He slowly caught his breath, though an occasional giggle still ran through him. “You’ll find me someone, I’m sure. But no rush.”
“A dance partner later in the night, maybe? Though a harper could be fun too… I bet they have excellent rhythm…” he winked up at her.