Aerith also leaps on the distraction whatever canape was being served on that tray presents, lifting three little sandwiches away before snacking contentedly, far too pleased that there was no one to tell her not to eat more than half of one to dwell on how strangely compelling Balthier was when he stood too close to her like that.
Rolling her shoulders in an evasive shrug at his assessment, she gives him a small smile, finishing off her last tiny sandwich and dusting off her fingers before she speaks. "See? A little compliment. Was that so hard?"
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Date: 2023-01-08 03:52 am (UTC)Rolling her shoulders in an evasive shrug at his assessment, she gives him a small smile, finishing off her last tiny sandwich and dusting off her fingers before she speaks. "See? A little compliment. Was that so hard?"