[ he considers abelas for a heavy moment. he is wholly the sort of person thranduil wants around, the sort of elf he wants by his side. the sort of ally he wants to cultivate- and hopefully befriend as well. ]
If you would permit an offering of cultural exchange, I offer myself in friendship. [ a raised hand, fingertips brushing gently over his heart; an inclined head. ] And firmly without the connotation of... lovers. [ that's a twitch of a smile. ] Rest assured I have no designs on your... innocence.
[ another lil smile for him, please, abelas. that startled look is becoming. ]
Social enough. Fiercely clever. He can be bribed away from his books as one would bribe an elfling. He is... busy. [ not that that's stopped thranduil from raining down folded animals bearing notes on him when he begins to despair of endless books on trade policy and ferelden skirmishes. ] Perhaps-- do not repeat the elfling bit.
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If you would permit an offering of cultural exchange, I offer myself in friendship. [ a raised hand, fingertips brushing gently over his heart; an inclined head. ] And firmly without the connotation of... lovers. [ that's a twitch of a smile. ] Rest assured I have no designs on your... innocence.
[ another lil smile for him, please, abelas. that startled look is becoming. ]
Social enough. Fiercely clever. He can be bribed away from his books as one would bribe an elfling. He is... busy. [ not that that's stopped thranduil from raining down folded animals bearing notes on him when he begins to despair of endless books on trade policy and ferelden skirmishes. ] Perhaps-- do not repeat the elfling bit.