First bowing, Clive takes his seat beside Jill with a light clanking of armor. Even though she'd asked him to bring her here to see the moon and the little dancing motes of light, the only thing he has eyes for is her. ]
If it would please you, I'd rather you call me by my name. Just 'Clive.'
[ His expression is so tender as he looks at her--there can be no hiding that he loves her, that he's in love with her; even if he keeps the words to himself, his eyes betray him. ]
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First bowing, Clive takes his seat beside Jill with a light clanking of armor. Even though she'd asked him to bring her here to see the moon and the little dancing motes of light, the only thing he has eyes for is her. ]
If it would please you, I'd rather you call me by my name. Just 'Clive.'
[ His expression is so tender as he looks at her--there can be no hiding that he loves her, that he's in love with her; even if he keeps the words to himself, his eyes betray him. ]
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