[What got his attention are her palm. He feels what seems like calloused hands, which tell a tale of its own. She's clearly used to handling things with her own hands, in whatever life she live.
He raise her hand up, and plant a brief kiss on the back. He looks at her with a smile.]
Let's find ourselves a nice, comfortable seat, shall we? Then I can tell you all about it.
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[Taking it as a compliment? Sure, why not.]
Norimune. May I have your name as well, Miss?
[What got his attention are her palm. He feels what seems like calloused hands, which tell a tale of its own. She's clearly used to handling things with her own hands, in whatever life she live.
He raise her hand up, and plant a brief kiss on the back. He looks at her with a smile.]
Let's find ourselves a nice, comfortable seat, shall we? Then I can tell you all about it.