[That pointed remark has him suddenly clearing his throat, his neck suddenly flushed with embarrassment as much as anything that had come before, but he quickly composes himself— he is far, far too old to be affected so profoundly by such a comment, he's certain.]
You need your rest, and I ought to reopen the shop.
[He gets to his feet before he can make any other impulsive decisions, the heady rush her blood had provided finally beginning to subside, and he smooths out the front of his shirt with both hands before straightening the way his coat hangs from his shoulders by tugging sharply at the lapels— anything to keep his hands busy.]
You have— everything you need to be comfortable?
[He's encouraged her to make herself at home well before now, but asking just seems like the right thing to do.]
[He lets out a bemused huff, raising a brow at her even as he angles himself towards the door.]
Those vampire romance novels give us a terrible name, I'm afraid. Not that it isn't deserved in some cases, but I would hardly advise anyone use Twilight as a reference for our behaviors.
[Which is to say no, he will not linger to watch her sleep, but her teasing does bring color to his pallid face once more.]
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Well... I know you'd like to keep me up, but unfortunately, I'm still on a day and night cycle of sleep.
[This Green Witch, seriously...]
And we got a vampire soiree to worry about so let's chew on that first.
[At least before any of this.]
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You need your rest, and I ought to reopen the shop.
[He gets to his feet before he can make any other impulsive decisions, the heady rush her blood had provided finally beginning to subside, and he smooths out the front of his shirt with both hands before straightening the way his coat hangs from his shoulders by tugging sharply at the lapels— anything to keep his hands busy.]
You have— everything you need to be comfortable?
[He's encouraged her to make herself at home well before now, but asking just seems like the right thing to do.]
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[Already she's lifted the covers and inserted herself beneath them, head sinking into the pillow and covering half of her face with the sheet.]
I am quite comfortable, thank you very much.
[And just because she can't help herself...]
Do you wanna watch me sleep before reopening?
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Those vampire romance novels give us a terrible name, I'm afraid. Not that it isn't deserved in some cases, but I would hardly advise anyone use Twilight as a reference for our behaviors.
[Which is to say no, he will not linger to watch her sleep, but her teasing does bring color to his pallid face once more.]
... goodnight, Amelia. Sleep well.