[center][h2][color=#b3ccff]Esben Matthiassen[/color][/h2][/center]
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It was a perfectly reasonable thing for her to do, although Esben couldn't help but raise an eyebrow at her delivery. That the diminutive Mystrel was skittish at the best of times was only to be expected, but answering like she wasn't even certain that was actually what she planned to do and scratching at her collar the way she was made it seem like she had something to be [i]evasive[/i] about. [color=#b3ccff]"What a coincidence,"[/color] he replied drily. [color=#b3ccff]"I was just planning on doing the same thing."[/color]

Nothing to suggest that he had anything to be suspicious of from the red-haired cat mage. In truth, he [i]knew[/i] he didn't, but he also couldn't resist having a bit of fun at her expense, either. [color=#b3ccff]"Good thing, I suppose. Need to make sure you aren't just using that as a cover to try and stare at her..."[/color]