For all Vandelin's habit of reading all manner of deep and dire things into the slightest pause or glance, it does, at least, go both ways sometimes. He needs no encouragement to latch onto that lingering look, and a slow smile spreads over his face in return. Perhaps he'd been too quick after all to write off the potential for something.
He can (and will) worry about Myr's reaction once they meet up, but for now, there's no way he isn't coming with.
"Always happy to provide." He shuts his book with finality. "I'll see what I can do, then."
(It simultaneously starts to trigger the impulse in him to put a stop to this--what is he thinking, flirting like this, who does he think he is--but at least for the moment, he is able to wrangle that self-destructive thought into submission.)
"Lead the way, then," he invites, then follows in Vandelin's steps as they depart together.
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He can (and will) worry about Myr's reaction once they meet up, but for now, there's no way he isn't coming with.
"Always happy to provide." He shuts his book with finality. "I'll see what I can do, then."
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(It simultaneously starts to trigger the impulse in him to put a stop to this--what is he thinking, flirting like this, who does he think he is--but at least for the moment, he is able to wrangle that self-destructive thought into submission.)
"Lead the way, then," he invites, then follows in Vandelin's steps as they depart together.