[She's blushing, and though Henry is always the sort to tease her for it, this time... for some reason, it makes him feel self-aware. Almost self-conscious. Like he's reverted back to thirteen years old again, and...
It's strange. He loses eye contact with her for some reason.]
Ah... right.
[Of course he gets up to follow, lingering a few paces behind. When he finally does meet her eyes, he at least offers a gentle smile.]
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It's strange. He loses eye contact with her for some reason.]
Ah... right.
[Of course he gets up to follow, lingering a few paces behind. When he finally does meet her eyes, he at least offers a gentle smile.]