Arguing seemed to be one of Sweetie's specialties. It had hung over her head for years. She was used to it. Being suddenly stared at on the other hand, was not so common for her. "What are you doing?" She inquired after a moment or two.

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The particular blue would hard to find  or create though the use of magic did make things easier. He pondered the exact transfigurative spell to use to achieve that.... though knowing this girl if he used magic  on the portrait and made it into a living portrait it would probably be the prickliest, most argumentative portrait that he had ever made.

The change in his train of thought has obviously been detected.

"Wondering what exact shade of blue your eyes are." He replied on impulse. That was safe enough, mentioning that he'd gotten distracted by the lines of her neck was probably less so.

  

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Wait, what? It was an odd train of thought that hos mind had fallen upon. How did that even happen? The best she could do was to stare in confusion as she tried to think of a response.

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There were so many shades of blue out there but he wasn't sure - sky or sea, flower...they appeared to be a true blue but a he had found hint of purple worked well to create a nice blue.

She hadn't said anything in response to his confession so he smiled slightly. As if that would explain himself.

  

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A smile? As if that made it OK? Oh, the nerve of him. Before she really thought about it, she gave him a right good slap. After all, he was bluntly staring at her in a most improper way. "The very nerve of you!" She exclaimed, turning and marching off in search of her sister, feeling Handsome's gaze burning holes in her head.

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It was probably not a good thing that Aristotle was actually used to being slapped, by women. His hand went to rub his cheek where her hand had connected as he watched her walk away. He couldn't fault her for her actions.

"What was that about?" Calantha said, returning to his side, obviously finished with whatever she was doing. Aristotle pondered his answer.

"I have no idea. Would you believe me if I said she offered to marry me?" That answer had been worth it to see Calantha stunned for her words and quiet for a moment.

"Do you even know who she is?" She then asked.

"I have no idea." Calantha stared after the girl, and he feared the look in her eye. It had a promise of pain for him.

  

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