[ If Lance even realizes Lexa is in any way, shape or form unhappy with him, he doesn't show it.
In fact, he just looks at her silently for a long moment, expression enraptured, caught up in the strange, fluttering tenderness that sits in his chest. He reaches over to take Lexa's hand gently in his own. ]
Man, I'm so glad to meet you. It's just--it's so great. I mean have you looked at you? Absolutely spectacular. And I'm positive you're so talented, too. A woman like you? Super talented, for sure.
[ His pupils are so dilated, it isn't even funny. With his free hand, he's gesticulating a bit in time to his words. ]
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In fact, he just looks at her silently for a long moment, expression enraptured, caught up in the strange, fluttering tenderness that sits in his chest. He reaches over to take Lexa's hand gently in his own. ]
Man, I'm so glad to meet you. It's just--it's so great. I mean have you looked at you? Absolutely spectacular. And I'm positive you're so talented, too. A woman like you? Super talented, for sure.
[ His pupils are so dilated, it isn't even funny. With his free hand, he's gesticulating a bit in time to his words. ]