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[color=gray]	[i]Embarrassing[/i].

	Never one to waste a moment or to let a conversation idle, Priscilla sweeps onwards into a grand introduction of his latest fashion statement. He cannot help but feel his ears get a bit too warm when this includes coercing a compliment from Crystal. He clears his throat rather sharply despite himself and starts to speak, "[color=a0410d]Oh, you really [i]don't[/i] have to-[/color]" 

	Priscilla is talking of partners, something he has done all he can to [i]avoid[/i] thinking about or considering. The whole ordeal leaves him wondering if it's too late to turn and go in the other direction without making much of a fuss. 

	However, as if fate seeks to spite him personally, Crystal is a good enough sport that she [i]does[/i] compliment him and he wants to evaporate like rain drops on a brick pathway. Almost involuntarily, his hand comes up to his face and scrubs just above his nose. This is to hide the ruddiness that's risen in his skin, embarrassment is not the most [i]charming[/i] look on him. "[color=a0410d]Oh, no, no-- I'm not [i]terribly[/i] concerned with any of that.[/color]"

	He tries on another lofty smile, anything to hide the fact that his ears are burning. "[color=a0410d]Thank you, Crystal,[/color]" he can't quite qualm the sensation that he needs to leave quickly. His voice is quiet when he adds on. "[color=a0410d]You look lovely today yourself.[/color]"

	Somehow returning the compliment makes him feel even [i]sillier[/i] so he resigns himself to silence, at least momentarily. 

	He listens to his sister as she continues onwards, ever the more social of the two. He sometimes can't help but envy her ability to tear forward in any given conversation, he's never been quite so versed. Her natural ability to talk [i]was[/i] a saving grace though, in some ways. He could go without saying much of anything as long as she managed to keep the other parties entertained. 

	As attention turned to Mayet, he was more inclined to focus on the tiger that accompanied her. He had always had a soft spot for animals, even ones that were... inherently dangerous. While he was not [i]excited[/i] about meeting anyone while dressed like [i]this[/i], at least he would get to see the big cat. That was a plus unto itself.

	Crystal holds her plate to him and he's quick to take it, almost fluidly, like he expected to carry [i]something[/i]. "[color=a0410d]I'll consider saying no next time.[/color]" He teases but there's no bite to it. He doesn't ever seem terribly bothered by idle tasks, anything to keep himself useful.

	"[color=a0410d]I like the tiger.[/color]" He comments, balancing the plate in his hand as they approach Mayet. "[color=a0410d]Really beautiful.[/color]"

	He inclines his head in greeting to Mayet, keeping a step behind Crystal and Priscilla. He hasn't [i]quite[/i] managed to shake the embarrassment but he [i]is[/i] quite good at keeping a mask of calm about him. A polite smile that's perhaps a touch too crooked and a friendly furrow to his brow. 
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