I think that's more than fair. It's the same policy our classes hold us to, after all.
[Gale is paused on the walk out in front of the café as he returns her message, smiling a bit to himself as he does so.]
If he's fool enough to stand you up, we'll simply have to make the most of the outing ourselves. I have it on good authority this place makes a lovely chocolate croissant.
[He heads into the café proper then, easily spotting Amelia the moment the door swings open thanks to that vibrant red hair, and catches her gaze just long enough to give her a small, reserved nod of confirmation before spots an empty table not too far from her own— close enough that he'll be well within range should he need to provide her with a quick excuse for an escape, but not so close as to be hovering.
He seats himself so that he's slightly angled away from her; if Raphael arrives and they're caught looking at one another, he'll reveal himself too easily, and so he pulls a book from the bag he's set on the chair beside him and opens it, leaving his phone face-up in front of him in order to be able to catch any incoming messages.
While neither of them knows what to expect, he has the distinct feeling that it's going to be a good thing that Amelia thought to allow a friendly witness to listen in.]
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[Gale is paused on the walk out in front of the café as he returns her message, smiling a bit to himself as he does so.]
If he's fool enough to stand you up, we'll simply have to make the most of the outing ourselves. I have it on good authority this place makes a lovely chocolate croissant.
[He heads into the café proper then, easily spotting Amelia the moment the door swings open thanks to that vibrant red hair, and catches her gaze just long enough to give her a small, reserved nod of confirmation before spots an empty table not too far from her own— close enough that he'll be well within range should he need to provide her with a quick excuse for an escape, but not so close as to be hovering.
He seats himself so that he's slightly angled away from her; if Raphael arrives and they're caught looking at one another, he'll reveal himself too easily, and so he pulls a book from the bag he's set on the chair beside him and opens it, leaving his phone face-up in front of him in order to be able to catch any incoming messages.
While neither of them knows what to expect, he has the distinct feeling that it's going to be a good thing that Amelia thought to allow a friendly witness to listen in.]