"Nothing too complex. There is a woman of whom I have grown quite fond. I have hopes to make her my wife." On the outside, it was little more than a simple response to Rinoa's question. Internally, he was subtly trying to needle the monkey-man. A touch without stepping out of line and drawing Garnet's ire.
"Shall we move on?" he asked of them both, making a motion in what appeared to be the direction they had been headed previously.
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"Shall we move on?" he asked of them both, making a motion in what appeared to be the direction they had been headed previously.