[Is Dion imagining things? As he meets Joshua's gaze, holds it boldly, he swears he sees something there. It feels like a mirror of the way he surely stares at Joshua himself. It gives him the faintest glimmer of hope, that perhaps attempting to court him won't backfire terribly, or result in him being laughed from the room.
More importantly, it all but beckons him to try and capitalize on it. It would be so easy, romantic even, to lean forward and steal a kiss. But he's already resolved to speak with Clive first, and won't dare stumble with that crucial first step.
Wooing him with words on the other hand? That can't exactly be ruled out.]
And yet you are far more than just the Phoenix. You are Joshua Rosfield, the very man who pulled me from the brink. By your hand you saved not just my own world, but the world at large.
[He isn't sure what flusters him more — his own words, or the way Joshua's voice sounds. He tries not to dwell on the thought in any specific direction, though, instead tipping his head to finish his soup.]
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More importantly, it all but beckons him to try and capitalize on it. It would be so easy, romantic even, to lean forward and steal a kiss. But he's already resolved to speak with Clive first, and won't dare stumble with that crucial first step.
Wooing him with words on the other hand? That can't exactly be ruled out.]
And yet you are far more than just the Phoenix. You are Joshua Rosfield, the very man who pulled me from the brink. By your hand you saved not just my own world, but the world at large.
[He isn't sure what flusters him more — his own words, or the way Joshua's voice sounds. He tries not to dwell on the thought in any specific direction, though, instead tipping his head to finish his soup.]