[ he's more than prepared to walk away should she decide she didn't want his company, but he's be lying if he didn't hope she'd consider. so when she accepts, he cannot keep his delight off his expression, or the slight pep to his movements as he slides into the spot right next to her. he takes a moment to orient himself — his tray of food is pretty impressive if only for the sheer volume of items (rather haphazardly) arranged onto it... many of which he actually has no clue whether or not they're any good... but they're all of varying textures and consistencies and after a month or so of altean food that, while scrumptious in their own way, can really only amount to "goo" despite it all, definitely left much to be desired.
but the food isn't his main concern at the moment. instead he's turning towards the beautiful redhead, flashing jher his most charming(???) smile. it is a far cry from the boyishly giddy one he'd unknowingly shown a few seconds ago. ]
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[ he's more than prepared to walk away should she decide she didn't want his company, but he's be lying if he didn't hope she'd consider. so when she accepts, he cannot keep his delight off his expression, or the slight pep to his movements as he slides into the spot right next to her. he takes a moment to orient himself — his tray of food is pretty impressive if only for the sheer volume of items (rather haphazardly) arranged onto it... many of which he actually has no clue whether or not they're any good... but they're all of varying textures and consistencies and after a month or so of altean food that, while scrumptious in their own way, can really only amount to "goo" despite it all, definitely left much to be desired.
but the food isn't his main concern at the moment. instead he's turning towards the beautiful redhead, flashing jher his most charming(???) smile. it is a far cry from the boyishly giddy one he'd unknowingly shown a few seconds ago. ]
The name's Lance. Nice to meet you.