[ Morrigan picks up where he leaves off, the rims of their glasses clinking softly. After, he takes a sip of his drink, a mirrored image to the man sitting across from him.
At the comment, he raises an eyebrow, the ghost of a smile pulling his mouth up at the corner. ]
And you're different than what I expected. Not in a bad way, of course. [ He lets his gaze drop on purpose, this time really looking. His legs really do look great in those trousers; Arthur has half a mind to ask after his tailor to thank him. ]
Trial and error. [ It's taken him painstaking time to perfect his look. ] What do you say to taking this somewhere else?
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Date: 2018-08-19 08:18 am (UTC)At the comment, he raises an eyebrow, the ghost of a smile pulling his mouth up at the corner. ]
And you're different than what I expected. Not in a bad way, of course. [ He lets his gaze drop on purpose, this time really looking. His legs really do look great in those trousers; Arthur has half a mind to ask after his tailor to thank him. ]
Trial and error. [ It's taken him painstaking time to perfect his look. ] What do you say to taking this somewhere else?
[ Private, because job details were best given behind a closed door. ]