Lyriia blushed but sidestepped the compliment. [color=7bcdc8]“It’s just my job, though I’m flattered that you think so highly of me. If you must thank anyone, thank yourself, as you were probably one of the most compliant fairies I’ve ever treated.”[/color]

She sighed internally as she checked all the boxes and scribbled in her final conclusions. [i]No future follow-ups required.[/i] she started putting her notebook away with a bit of a sad look on her face, and then noticed a change in the air, like Ahmal had suddenly gotten very uncomfortable or something.

She looked up in alarm… was he… he was blushing. And slightly hyperventilating. She took half a step towards him, concern etched on her face.

[color=a187be][i]”…Would you… Would you like to accompany me to the Equinox Ball tonight?”[/i][/color]

Wait.

What?

She froze for several seconds, waiting for the words to process. Then she turned a shade of bright pink. [color=7bcdc8]“You, did you--”[/color] The words came out as a squeak; she cleared her throat and tried again.[color=7bcdc8] “D-did you just a-ask me to go to the b-ball, w-with you? Like, like, w-with you, with you?”[/color] She beamed up at him. [color=7bcdc8]“I would, I w-would l-love to, Ahmal. I, I hadn’t planned on going but of course I would love to go with you, I didn’t, I figured you would be going with someone else but since you’re not and I’m not and there won’t be any fairies coming into the clinic until the morning and Master Longarm is [i]bound[/i] to let me go for the whole evening and…”[/color] She blushed an even brighter shade and covered her mouth again to try and stem the torrent of words. When she thought she had gotten herself back into some state of composure, she spoke again, with a huge amount of barely-contained, childish enthusiasm.

[color=7bcdc8]“Um. Yes. Yes? Yes. I said “yes” right?” [/color]