( It's a little bit hard to tell in the dark, but Anders' face is getting redder. Not from Ava's proximity, or from the pollen in the air, but from her compliments. Really, he should be used to it by now, what with all the nice things everyone's been saying to him on a daily basis, but it's still surprising to hear it from a stranger. )
A woman after my own heart.
( He smiles bashfully, recovering a small sliver of his confidence. He can feel the magic flowing through her, as he traces his fingers over her ears. The eyes are noticeable, too, and his grin widens when he looks into them. )
If you tell me you can do magic, I may just have to ravish you right here.
( He's mostly joking, but with the aphrodisiacs in his system, you never know. )
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A woman after my own heart.
( He smiles bashfully, recovering a small sliver of his confidence. He can feel the magic flowing through her, as he traces his fingers over her ears. The eyes are noticeable, too, and his grin widens when he looks into them. )
If you tell me you can do magic, I may just have to ravish you right here.
( He's mostly joking, but with the aphrodisiacs in his system, you never know. )