"[b]Do send him my regards.[/b]" She looked at Grant, who rolled his eyes. She shot him a look back as he gave up. 

"[b][color=darkorchid]Let us be on our way, then.[/color][/b]" Grant murmured, displeased. He really didn't want to go, but he couldn't ignore her in front of guests. It's not that he didn't want to get to the bottom of things, but it was an inconvenience to have to travel. Still, he couldn't ignore the possibility of getting Emelia back. That sole thought was enough of a reason to go, even if it was under Reia's orders. "[b][color=darkorchid]After you, my good man.[/color][/b]" He nodded to Michel, ready to follow him.

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Of course it was what she didn't want to talk about. Now she was really screwed. She started messing with her fingers nervously, trying to not look nervous. Well, no, nervous was not the right word. What was the right thing to say? What was the right thing to do? What did he want her to say? Her head was swimming with possibilities, but none of them really seemed right. It really did seem like forever ago when the two met. Everything was just...it was just too fast. But she didn't want to ignore it. She didn't want him to take it back, either. Maybe instead of thinking, she should just act. No thoughts, no hesitations...just doing stuff.

Emiri rubbed her arm, though she did turn to him, only to find him looking at her again. The way Jaakuna looked at her was different from [i]him[/i]. She found herself smiling, and she nodded. "[b][color=f6989d]It really surprised me...what about it?[/color][/b]" She asked him.