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There was a tightness within Salems chest as the invitations went out. Hia first thought was finding it rude to simply invite two people present as opposed to waiting for the dinner to be over and then speaking to them then. His second thought was once the invitations were actually extended towards all present in the room. Wanting to be invited to an event and wanting to go to one were two [i]very[/i] different things. The tightness grew as he looked over towards an excited Lilie, raving about making something for the event, just before Aaron spoke up to see if his leash would be long enough to attend. Silence clung to the room it seemed as neither Max nor him responded to the invite. The pressure almost goading the other into a game of chicken in who would decline first, but Maxs answer never came. It was then that Salem realised the tightness building up within him was a held breath.

When Maddie finally spoke up saying it was OK to decline, Salems shoulders dropped ever so slightly as he used his held breath to speak his next sentence. [Color=82ca9d]"I'm sorry, I don't mean to be rude, but to be frank parties such as this aren't really my thing. I prefer to host them rather than be a guest. Otherwise I feel I need to stay guarded more so than usual. Please extend my appreciation for the invitation to Kanalie and my regrets that I couldn't make it. Though if Lilie would have it, perhaps I could help with what she's making, maybe send off a bundle of tea to pair with it or if given the time I could help grow some of thr ingredients so that they're as fresh as can be."[/color]