A peace offering. He does his best not to chuckle at her, instead taking some of the fried dough and starting to walk with her.
"Celia and I were lovers a grand total of, hmm, three weeks? It was a terrible fit." He's watching her face carefully, still trying to figure out which part of all this has set her off. "That was, gods, a decade ago. But even if she were my lover, I promise we don't just jump each other on tables in broad daylight, whatever your governess said about us." Surely it's that?
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Date: 2022-12-23 01:25 am (UTC)"Celia and I were lovers a grand total of, hmm, three weeks? It was a terrible fit." He's watching her face carefully, still trying to figure out which part of all this has set her off. "That was, gods, a decade ago. But even if she were my lover, I promise we don't just jump each other on tables in broad daylight, whatever your governess said about us." Surely it's that?