He's feeling better physically than he has in ages. Soreness and aches added up subtly, unnoticed, until they were all piled on and far too much for him to address while on the run. And then by the time he had breaks, there'd been the people injured that he was partly responsible for. Would they have ever taken the side of a mage? Likely not. But that didn't change what one of the triggers for this war had been his hand.
His gaze goes from her hands dropping away to the clear blush on LeBlanc's face, and there's a little sparkle in his eyes.
"So I should take it that is not your name, then?" The dusting of pink is rather lovely, and he's a little surprised to find an adult who still can blush. "Seeing as you're decidedly flustered, and after such mild words."
This isn't a time to push his luck. She's just healed him and the last thing he wants to do is make her regret or feel uncomfortable about offering a bed in her rooms.
"But if you'd like, I'll tell no one about it. I could even stop. I've been known to have self-control on rare occasions." Every moment he's not glowing he has some, at least.
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His gaze goes from her hands dropping away to the clear blush on LeBlanc's face, and there's a little sparkle in his eyes.
"So I should take it that is not your name, then?" The dusting of pink is rather lovely, and he's a little surprised to find an adult who still can blush. "Seeing as you're decidedly flustered, and after such mild words."
This isn't a time to push his luck. She's just healed him and the last thing he wants to do is make her regret or feel uncomfortable about offering a bed in her rooms.
"But if you'd like, I'll tell no one about it. I could even stop. I've been known to have self-control on rare occasions." Every moment he's not glowing he has some, at least.