[ He tries to stand up from his chair to take her hand, but his butt seems to be stuck, and he's honestly kind of mortified at that. His face flares up hot and the chair squeaks and he tries again, but it doesn't work, so he just scoots in more, enough to take her hand. He leans forward as if to kiss it, but in order to do that he has to tug her a little closer and it's all very awkward when he finally manages to plant one on the back of her hand. His voice is tight and high when he manages to finally say: ]
The pleasure is all mine, Estellise. [ He sits up, clears his throat, and picks up the teapot to pour her a cup. His voice cracks when he asks: ] Tea?
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The pleasure is all mine, Estellise. [ He sits up, clears his throat, and picks up the teapot to pour her a cup. His voice cracks when he asks: ] Tea?