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-Interaction: [@HylianRose] Nora-

Munir stood back up, squaring his shoulders, when Nora took his hand. He decided to move past his blunder immediately, not to not dwell on it. 

[color=tan] "The pleasure is mine... Moonear?"  [/color]

A smile appeared on Munir's face, beneath his veil. He has never heard his name pronounced like that. [color=ffce00] "My lady. That is a wonderful accent. A most interesting one, I must say. Moonear is just how I would like my name to be pronounced. I'm sure they announced your arrival and said your name. But. If I may be so daring. Please introduce yourself, so I may learn your name and commit it to memory." [/color]

Munir released her hand and stepped back, allowing the appropriate amount of space. [color=ffce00] "And if I may, again, be so bold, the dress you have chosen tonight. It is simply radiant. I cannot help but notice you."[/color] Munir said softly. In his mind, he had hoped to be her first dance of the evening. But he did not ask. As there was no dancing amongst the attendees yet.

The Munir of old would have certainly simply taken her hand and walked into the dance floor, without regards to her desires. But, after the events that had transpired, Munir has learned to keep distance. To keep his armor on.