At Refia's response, Delita turned his head towards the mage ready to speak. His speech was uncharacteristically stifled while he watched her hair cascade down the back of her neck. It took all Delita's strength to perform the mundane task of closing his mouth.
Once he finally regained operations of his facilities, he managed to speak anew to the lady. "Am I to understand by your confusion that the dwarves did not require a marriage for your departure." He was practically standing on his tip toes earnestly waiting for the news with a new hope that perhaps she remained safely available.
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Date: 2010-07-03 05:19 am (UTC)Once he finally regained operations of his facilities, he managed to speak anew to the lady. "Am I to understand by your confusion that the dwarves did not require a marriage for your departure." He was practically standing on his tip toes earnestly waiting for the news with a new hope that perhaps she remained safely available.