[ William sees the red blur in front of him and hears the mug settle against the table. He careful pats it, making certain the handle is fully grasped before lifting the mug to his lips. The tea smells alright, but it's time to find out if that's truly the case.
But he pauses just as he's about to sip. His eyes drift up, attempting to meet hers. ]
Perhaps we could.
[ I surprising response! It's almost as though his bad mood has subsided and he's allowed himself to try and relax. ]
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But he pauses just as he's about to sip. His eyes drift up, attempting to meet hers. ]
Perhaps we could.
[ I surprising response! It's almost as though his bad mood has subsided and he's allowed himself to try and relax. ]