Ahmal couldn't help but chuckle at Lyriia's reaction to his invitation. Of course it'd be a little bit of a surprise, but he didn't think that she'd be [i]that[/i] surprised by it. So shocked that she spoke at a million words a slip. He felt his heart slow and his body relax as he realized that she wasn't going with anyone else, but even then, his face was still a slight shade of pink. At least it wasn't as pink as the younger fairy's, much to his amusement. Her enthusiasm warmed his heart greatly.

He gave her a slight nod and a smile, [color=a187be]"Well, since Master Longarm will be letting you off work, that must mean that I'll have you to myself for the whole night, does it not?"[/color] He responded smoothly as he took a slow half-step toward his date to the ball, his gaze seemingly seductive. It was hard for him to keep his composure, but he managed to do so somehow. He didn't want her to see him as someone who got all nervous over nothing, not that he was like that..And not that this was nothing. This was definitely not nothing.

[color=a187be]"When shall I come escort you to the ball?"[/color] He asked in a semi-formal manner. Ahmal figured he'd try out all sorts of expressions with Lyriia, expressions that he'd seen other people use when flirting with their 'special someone', but he didn't want to be as uncouth as most of them. As he'd observed, most fairies, especially the males, were quite bold and open about their plans when speaking to a potential 'partner', if you could call it that.