[ oohhh miss dorothy oohhhh ]

[recrowns]

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[recrowns]

[they pause near the center - and he just offers her a smile underneath the starlight]

Ah, fine fine...

Then if you're forcing my hand and making me ask more directly -

Would you tell me more of what you like? What I'd like is more chances to make you happy.

[misstrust]

[ Dorothy blinks up at him, the both of them silhouetted in the false silvery light of the stars above. ]

Well, I do happen to like earnest younger men who can't look at a lady's bare skin without panicking, but--

[ Dorothy, don't tease him. ]

I also like daisies.

[recrowns]

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IT'S DARK BUT HE TURNS RED IMMEDIATELY, if you could hear a blush through a voice then - ]

I-I'll remember daisies!

[misstrust]

[ HE DOESN'T DESERVE THIS and she's instantly laughing again, being merciful enough to try and suppress it behind one hand. ]

Are you regretting asking, Won?

[recrowns]

[dorothyyyy

he... sighs but - ]

... No.

While... I do ask... that you refrain from getting carried away... I do feel like I'm learning about you too - and that is what I wanted, so...

[misstrust]

So you're willing to risk it.

[ Rather brave of him, honestly. ]

I suppose that's fair. All I really know about you is that you like floral tea and fully dressed women and that you're a remarkably quick learner except when it comes to hugging.

-- Ah, and that you worry more about others than yourself and you're quite capable of sarcasm.

[ Dorothy, you just listed off quite a bit. ]

[recrowns]

[there's a laugh at that]

You have very sharp eyes - it sounds as though you're far more aware of me than I anticipated.

I'm afraid all that I've collected is that you are a very brave and daring young woman who likes daisies, drinking and not wasting time. You're light on your feet and quick to accomplish goals, but still haven't lost your playful spirit.

[he sighs, like he's fallen behind in comparison]

I'll have to be more mindful in the future to pay attention.

[misstrust]

...

[ For that, Dorothy just-- nudges his shoulder with her own. ]

You becoming even more mindful of me is just going to perhaps fluster me.

... Or was that your plan? [ A gasp of mock-surprise. ]

[recrowns]

[ah - he laughs and leans back, gently. affection week it's cool]

Oh? Do you have something to be flustered over?

[oblivious idiot]

[misstrust]

[ Dorothy is honestly not sure why and how she ended up in a place where the males here are either Precious Children, Incredible Flirts or... this.

This, of course, being-- ]

I normally don't have to point out that most delicate young ladies would be flustered upon receiving further attention from handsome young men, but if you insist, I will happily educate you--

[ He did this. ]

[recrowns]

[he did

and he just splutters gently]

I—that's not, I didn't intend...! Which I hope doesn't offend—

[oh no]

[misstrust]

I don't know, I think my feelings might be a little hurt...

[ They're not. ]

[recrowns]

[NOOOOOOO]

I-I-I'm sure that you have many a suitor who would wish for your hand!

[misstrust]

No, I'm but a lowly commoner and the other girls are so much younger and dainty... but I suppose that's to be expected.

I thank you for your kindness, good sir.

[ Oh my god Dorothy. ]

[recrowns]

[NO]

But it's not - I don't mean it as a platitude!

[why is she doing this when he's so sincere]

Status and age are irrelevant, and it would be a lie for anyone to suggest you aren't beautiful. But even more so, you're a wonderful woman to be around, which outweighs all else.

[misstrust]

[ Well, it's a great distraction, isn't it?

But all right, she has to relent at least a little.

Because he might just fluster himself to death. ]

I think you can take a breath now, I'm not actually upset. But that earnestness of yours is dangerous, so perhaps be a bit more careful about what you say to impressionable young ladies or you'll leave quite a few broken hearts in your wake.

[ Seriously, he just came at her calling her gorgeous and brave and wonderful, that's an assault. ]

[recrowns]

[he really might

GOD]

..... Dorothy, you play too fiercely!

[HE JUST SAID IT WAS FIEN EARLIER]

[misstrust]

If you can't handle it, Won, I can always let you be for the evening.

[ She's inwardly laughing. ]

[recrowns]

.... I don't think I can handle it - but I'd still take your company regardless.

[at

at least he's honest]

[misstrust]

... I feel as though there's a word for that...

[ The word is "masochist". ]

But if you're certain, I'm happy to stay with you.