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โ Iโ€™mโ€ฆ uhโ€ฆ Iโ€™m sorry. Maybe this was.. too sudden? โž Ashe noticed that, the diverting gaze. Avoiding him. Maybe he shouldnโ€™t of been so foreword. . โ Itโ€™s about one town over, about a 10 minuet horse ride. Itโ€™s Called โ€˜Bread by the Bagsโ€™ they.. sell bags of bread. โž

Bernadetta Von Varley@varleyrecluse.skyemun.boo ยท last yr.

"Er- S-sure, yeah that works." She was completely avoiding any eye contact now. For a few moments. Slowly she turned her gaze back towards Ashe. "So where is this bakery?"

โ N-no, that wouldnโ€™t be right! Why donโ€™t we just split it? โž His knightly duties kept him with a steady income! Buying lunch for a women he considered a friend was the least he could do! He just didnโ€™t want to make it weird.

Bernadetta Von Varley@varleyrecluse.skyemun.boo ยท last yr.

Her eyes looked to the right as Bernadetta stood more upright, hands held together in front of her stomach area. "W-we can go. I can pay too, it doesn't feel right to let you." Giving him any ideas was the last thing she wanted!

โ€œErโ€” yes! Just lunch. Normal lunch, in public. Where no assassins could lurk if they wanted.โ€ Though, that gave Ashe an idea.. heโ€™d save that for himself, later. โ€œI wonโ€™t be offended if you donโ€™t have the time. I imagine youโ€™re very busy!โ€ That soft smile remained on his face.

Bernadetta Von Varley@varleyrecluse.skyemun.boo ยท last yr.

The expression on her face remained unchanged, buuuuuuut she could tell he was genuine. "... Just a lunch? No... secret missions, mysteries, assassinations?" She had perked up slightly, but remained guarded still.

โ Erโ€” ๐Ÿ’ง uh. โž A nervous laugh.. how does he go about this..? โ Iโ€™mโ€ฆ not fit to rule a house anyway. But you seem stressed. Maybe we can get some lunch? I know a bakery that opened up not long ago. โž Another small smile, trying /not/ to freak her out.

Bernadetta Von Varley@varleyrecluse.skyemun.boo ยท last yr.

Her eyes were wide, uncertainty written all over her face. "Th-this is a trick, isn't it? You want something from me! Don't you?! Y-you can have the House, I don't even want to be anyone's Ruler!"

โ I just wanted to say itโ€™s nice to see you out of your room. Youโ€™re a real moral raiser. โž A simple smile, he didnโ€™t mean anything by it. Though, the situation made he splurt all that out in such a awkward jumble of words.

Bernadetta Von Varley@varleyrecluse.skyemun.boo ยท last yr.

"N-no no! Not at all-" A bit of a lie. She had hoped he would just walk on by. But now they were talking to she was trying her best to force herself to be social.