[ Accepting the glass, her fingers linger over William's. The way she admires him, it isnt entirely clear whether she's even listening - but she does mirror him, as he takes a sip. ]
You know precisely how to spoil me, don't you? I must be dreaming.
[ She gives his hand a bit of a squeeze as she accompanies him up the stairs. ]
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You know precisely how to spoil me, don't you? I must be dreaming.
[ She gives his hand a bit of a squeeze as she accompanies him up the stairs. ]