Emrys followed her eyes to a pair of young men, obviously unimpressed. So many men, particularly young men, felt the incessant need to argue with each other over the slightest provocation. It was their least attractive quality, as a gender. Emrys had always been drawn more towards those gentleman who abstained from such things; petty arguments had always seemed to be a symptom of insecurity in people of either gender, and Emrys preferred confidence in his lovers.
"Not very good chaperones, then, are they?" he pointed out, though he was sure she was already aware of it. "Do you think they've even noticed that I've come over to talk to you? I could be making all sorts of lewd comments and you'd be quite defenseless." He'd meant it only to point out their incompetence, not as a threat, but he realized after he'd said it that it might fluster a young debutante all the same. "Not that I would," he added.
"Not very good chaperones, then, are they?" he pointed out, though he was sure she was already aware of it. "Do you think they've even noticed that I've come over to talk to you? I could be making all sorts of lewd comments and you'd be quite defenseless." He'd meant it only to point out their incompetence, not as a threat, but he realized after he'd said it that it might fluster a young debutante all the same. "Not that I would," he added.
Lou made this! <3