[Her laugh is as sweet as her features. He notices how her cheeks pinken and she covers her mouth delicately. It's a gesture that strikes him as both delicate and beautiful, the sort of sweetness that he enjoyed in a beautiful woman.
He's grinning as well, chuckling softly. Her description was fitting and he would agree, she must be passionate. He didn't know her well yet, but her words about her people showed she loved them deeply.
There was a flicker of pain in his eyes before his smile fell a bit.]
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He's grinning as well, chuckling softly. Her description was fitting and he would agree, she must be passionate. He didn't know her well yet, but her words about her people showed she loved them deeply.
There was a flicker of pain in his eyes before his smile fell a bit.]
I was once.