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Leon wasn't sure what sort of reaction he'd expected from the girl. Perhaps a passing, hungry look, or a glint in the corner of her eye at the thought of such a delicacy existing within reach. Leon had known hunger; he knew the spark the mere mention of food could ignite, and this girl looked, frankly, [i]famished.[/i] Was she?

... The jury was still out on that one, but she certainly[i] had[/i] dealt with nobles before. Leon was taken aback by her answer, smooth yet [i]sharp,[/i] and it took him a few seconds too many to conceal it.

[color=#ddb779]"First dibs?"[/color] he laughed, first genuinely nervous, then somewhat-less-genuinely amused. The way he'd been taught. [color=#ddb779]"Come now, I'm not-- suggesting we eat it [i]raw,[/i]"[/color] he managed to wrinkle his nose as if the thought alone was preposterous, and gave the girl a look that bordered on pity - the kind a noble ought to give someone like her.

[color=#ddb779][i]Someone like us.[/i][/color]

[color=#ddb779]"I was merely... making an observation, in case you'd never seen one before, and weren't in the know. Nothing mor-"[/color] He'd just found his rhythm and tone when Alphonse cut in with a dose of convenient curiosity, and made Leon scramble for a proper face to pull again. What was he even supposed to [i]say [/i]to that, except-- [color=#ddb779]"For Yhirel's sake, no one's eating it, petals or no! I wasn't--" [/color]

He was cut off again, though this time the timing couldn't have been more perfect. Yhirel [i]bless[/i], he could have kissed whoever it was that strode over to them - except it was the Galbian princess.

Startled by the sudden proximity of someone important enough for him to remember, Leon stepped away like she stank. His gaze trailed to what she was cooing at, and quickly realized it was the baby wyvern. His brow quirked. [i]Really?[/i] Yeah, sure, the baby lizard was cute and all, but to go this crazy over it? Wasn't she-- wasn't she concerned about how she came across? Then again, royalty probably didn't need to be. All they had to do was be born, and the world would cater to them regardless.

Speaking of people used to being catered to - Leon raised his gaze from Sherry's antics only to startle out of his wits. A yet another soul dead-set on making him suffer had joined the fray. Leonid didn't recognize her, but she was the quintessential noble; prim, proper - [i]insufferable[/i]. Oh, and definitely dangerous. Leon could see the glint in her eye, like a feline toying with a prey before the kill. All of a sudden, their silly little flower debate felt like a matter of life and death. 

Leon decided then and there that if he didn't want someone finding out his ruse, it was definitely her.

[color=#ddb779]"Well now, wasn't aware the fine folks of house Ciran had such bleeding hearts! Wish I could say the same about myself, truly, but regretfully I care more about my health than a potential insult towards a lowborn. I mean, have you any idea the amount of diseases they may carry?" [/color]Leon shook his head to accentuate his point, even as his own skin prickled from the insults. He didn't even dare look towards the blue-haired girl. She'd really gotten the short end of the stick here, huh. [color=#ddb779]"The girl will live. I'm sure she's been through worse than a refused gift."[/color]

Like, you know, his whole spiel just now.

Stubbornly, and hopefully more casually than it felt, Leon held eye contact with the Ciran girl for as long as she did - only to practically heave a sigh of relief when she looked away. That was [i]definitely [/i]his cue.[color=#ddb779] "Well, I enjoyed all this floral discourse [i]immensely[/i], but we are holding up the tour. So if you'll excuse me--"[/color] With a quick bow, Leon whirled around on his heels, quitting their impromptu floral club before it attracted any more members.

Please, [i]Yhirel[/i], let the other half of the house be normal.[/color]