[He pauses to watch what she's doing, wondering at first if she has a stone or something stuck in her hooves... but no, she's just being considerate and cleaning out the dirt. It's endearing enough on his own that he can already feel warmth swelling in his chest, a warmth that has been lodged there all afternoon (or since Alenroux, if he's honest with himself) and refuses to budge. Not that he wants it to.
He's getting distracted already, though, so he stops smiling stupidly at her long enough to respond.]
Right... There must've been a lot to discuss. We can talk shop some other time, though.
[Between that and the ambassador talks, surely the two of them could use a break from all these serious conversations, vital though they are. He turns to head to the kitchen area.]
The food's pretty much good to go, so I'll finish bringing it all out. Do you like wine? Beer? Something else?
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He's getting distracted already, though, so he stops smiling stupidly at her long enough to respond.]
Right... There must've been a lot to discuss. We can talk shop some other time, though.
[Between that and the ambassador talks, surely the two of them could use a break from all these serious conversations, vital though they are. He turns to head to the kitchen area.]
The food's pretty much good to go, so I'll finish bringing it all out. Do you like wine? Beer? Something else?