Ssarak Dyreackthanose

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As soon as he heard Meirin's voice, Ssarak lifted up his head, and his smile widened. He was seated in the grass in a part of the garden which he felt looked particularly nice. The platter of food he had brought was covered to hold in the heat, but fortunately, he had not had to wait too long for her to arrive. 

[color=f7941d]"Hello, Meirin."[/color] Ssarak responded. For a brief moment, he simply looked at her, smiling. To him, she looked quite nice, though it was not due to the makeup, as his mind was not designed to notice the fine details of a human's face. Rather, it was because of the way she moved as she approached, because of her smile, and her tone. It was because of the effort she had placed into her appearance and clothing, and though they had each only spoken a few words, he could see that she seemed excited for this meeting. 

The silence between them was just long enough to be noticed before Ssarak continued. [color=f7941d]"You look quite beautiful, I must say. Please, sit down."[/color] He added, motioning to a spot beside him. He hoped she did not mind sitting in the grass. He might have been able to find a table or bench, but the vibrance and color of the flowers in the spot he selected had a certain beauty which he, and hopefully Meirin, admired. Quite simply, it was romantic. 

As Meirin approached, Ssarak uncovered the platter and started to separate out their respective meals. [color=f7941d]"I know you are missing the feast to be here, so...I thought it would be nice to have a feast of our own. Would you like a glass of wine?"[/color] He asked as he uncorked the bottle to pour a glass for himself.