[ There seems to be a flurry of emotion on Clarke's expression.
He watches, privately and outwardly amused, as she goes through shock, annoyance, and general unhappiness over the whole ordeal. It's about what he expected, honestly. She's so drawn tight that there were only a few options he saw unfolding as a response to his actions.
Finally, she seems to settle, mouth flat and frowning, brows knitted together. There's a pithy splash of water that arcs with her hand cutting across the surface and it splatters on the tiles. His feet don't get wet at all. ]
Miss Clarke, don't take this the wrong way, but this is not how I would romance you.
[ That's an entirely different conversation. Even so, he recognizes a dismissal and he figures he's pushed his luck enough. With a little mocking bow, he strides off towards a different section of the pool altogether. ]
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He watches, privately and outwardly amused, as she goes through shock, annoyance, and general unhappiness over the whole ordeal. It's about what he expected, honestly. She's so drawn tight that there were only a few options he saw unfolding as a response to his actions.
Finally, she seems to settle, mouth flat and frowning, brows knitted together. There's a pithy splash of water that arcs with her hand cutting across the surface and it splatters on the tiles. His feet don't get wet at all. ]
Miss Clarke, don't take this the wrong way, but this is not how I would romance you.
[ That's an entirely different conversation. Even so, he recognizes a dismissal and he figures he's pushed his luck enough. With a little mocking bow, he strides off towards a different section of the pool altogether. ]