The 'you' in question inclined his head in agreement, though it was wry humor in his eyes when he looked up again at her words. "In thirty-four years, I have never seen ice in Torchline," he rumbled. "'Uncommon' is a mild way of putting it." But by the gleam in his eyes he appreciated Maeve's gift for understatement.
"It was a pleasure. I do not often... hm. Indulge myself like that. It was welcome." Emerald eyes met the Nightshade's, calm once more as the racing of his heart steadied back to its usual slow, powerful beat. What had shone in them during the dance, no one would ever know.
His head tilted in its usual curious way as he considered the other word that she had used. "Ballet...?"
"It was a pleasure. I do not often... hm. Indulge myself like that. It was welcome." Emerald eyes met the Nightshade's, calm once more as the racing of his heart steadied back to its usual slow, powerful beat. What had shone in them during the dance, no one would ever know.
His head tilted in its usual curious way as he considered the other word that she had used. "Ballet...?"
