Ren Olvry
Supernova
- Joined
- Dec 22, 2012
Ah... it was that simple, was it? And... curious, Drace had to admit, a slight grin forming on his face regardless. Hearing the following applause, though, his ears perked up in some surprise, letting a little further grin come across his face and giving a slight bow... before fairly stiffly rising back up hearing that man speak up again and draw the attention that had already been quite firmly on Drace and Joanna.
To the start of the man's... speech, then, Drace himself exhaled a slight, annoyed huff, though for now, he remained where he was. For twelve years, he could certainly give the man his -- if ill-conceived -- persistence, but it didn't change the fact that he was quite distasteful, ultimately.
Never mind the ever so slight growl that rumbled through his throat when Quentin tugged Joanna away himself, not even bothering to look at the chest of baubles that had been brought along.
"As I said," Drace spoke up after, barely seeing Sebastian move at the edge of the crowd -- probably to try and cut Joanna off, the dragon could only assume. "Talk to her. Base your feelings off of that, not her status. That's what I've done," he spoke up with a huff... before seemingly realizing what that might suggest, and the bits of whisperings quickly starting, just to quickly enough turn back to Joanna with an embarrassed look.
"I've, perhaps... said a bit too much, hm...?" he quietly suggested once he was back at the woman's side, nervously biting his lip a little. He'd meant to try and avoid any implication that he liked her... but it seemed a bit late now.
To the start of the man's... speech, then, Drace himself exhaled a slight, annoyed huff, though for now, he remained where he was. For twelve years, he could certainly give the man his -- if ill-conceived -- persistence, but it didn't change the fact that he was quite distasteful, ultimately.
Never mind the ever so slight growl that rumbled through his throat when Quentin tugged Joanna away himself, not even bothering to look at the chest of baubles that had been brought along.
"As I said," Drace spoke up after, barely seeing Sebastian move at the edge of the crowd -- probably to try and cut Joanna off, the dragon could only assume. "Talk to her. Base your feelings off of that, not her status. That's what I've done," he spoke up with a huff... before seemingly realizing what that might suggest, and the bits of whisperings quickly starting, just to quickly enough turn back to Joanna with an embarrassed look.
"I've, perhaps... said a bit too much, hm...?" he quietly suggested once he was back at the woman's side, nervously biting his lip a little. He'd meant to try and avoid any implication that he liked her... but it seemed a bit late now.