[ Initially, Grelle pouts, but concedes with a sigh, as a smile plucks at the corners of those puckered lips. It’s the perfect solution, actually; such places the control back in William’s hands, which is preferable for the both of them. ]
Yes, alright.
[ Finally, she releases his hand, in favor of taking up her menu. She mindfully eases his palm to the table, where it initially rested, as she sits back properly. ]
It’s probably no surprise that I’ve been eying the pasta dish.
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Yes, alright.
[ Finally, she releases his hand, in favor of taking up her menu. She mindfully eases his palm to the table, where it initially rested, as she sits back properly. ]
It’s probably no surprise that I’ve been eying the pasta dish.