His smile, as he looked at her, only grew wider. Wider with an undeniable twinkle in his eye. A cheeky twinkle, and a blatant one that entirely didn't fit in his surroundings.
"Well, I've got an honest face," he said, deadpan.
His face was certainly not honest, but somehow, so many times he had the ability to make people tell him things anything. It was a charm he'd cultivated over a century and a half of practise. Practise until it became just part of who he was, and part of what he did.
At the sound of the music he pricked his head up and looked around. A waltz, well, he could do that. He'd been quite the dancer in his time.
With a turn of his body and an outreached hand he smiled, "I thought you'd never ask."
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Date: 2009-12-05 03:33 pm (UTC)"Well, I've got an honest face," he said, deadpan.
His face was certainly not honest, but somehow, so many times he had the ability to make people tell him things anything. It was a charm he'd cultivated over a century and a half of practise. Practise until it became just part of who he was, and part of what he did.
At the sound of the music he pricked his head up and looked around. A waltz, well, he could do that. He'd been quite the dancer in his time.
With a turn of his body and an outreached hand he smiled, "I thought you'd never ask."