[ he doesn't tease often, though olivia is quite aware she still has no idea what kind of person graham is, but the slight shift in his tone causes her to pause and glance up for a moment. to stare, actually, expression caught somewhere between polite curiosity and general bafflement.
when it occurs to her that he is, in fact, trying to tease her, she finds herself suddenly bubbling in laughter, soft and surprised. a hand comes up to cover her mouth in a rather demure gesture, but she seems quite delighted despite. ]
I would love that, [ she finally responds, feeling warm. as if she'd somehow managed to accomplish something grand. ] Maybe you could join me in a dance, too.
( it's fair not to quite understand his intention, all things considered. humor was not an easy mark to hit without a heart, he finds, and even without it he doesn't know he was particularly humorous. more sarcastic. there's a sense of relief that she understands what he's trying to relate, because he knows how difficult it is to read a man that can't actually properly relate how he feels.
he manages a smile in return, though it might be a little hidden as he ducks his head toward his breakfast. it does feel... nice. to start to connect to someone. it feels as if it's been a long time since he's done that. )
We'll have to see. I can't claim to be much of a dancer, I'd hate to slow you down. ( still, the idea of helping her find a place to practice her talent makes him feel good. as good as he can feel. ) Today, then.
[ she just laughs lightly, lifting a hand to wave away his concerns. ]
Don't worry about that, [ she assures him. ] I'm not that good of a dancer, anyway. [ it's a bit of a lie, but not one she's all that conscious of. as perceptive as olivia can be, she is rather woefully dense about herself and her skills. ]
But I haven't danced with a partner in some time, either... it'll just be nice to move like that again, and share that experience.
( he doesn't believe that. he's not sure that Olivia would admit to being good at anything, not even under duress. he has a feeling if it's something that matters so much to her, she could teach him a great deal. )
Then I'd be happy to.
( it's a way for them to get closer, and even though they've been roommates for a few weeks now, there are still some nerves between them. each day it'll get a little easier. it's not an ideal situation, but the fact she offered her space to him means a lot. )
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when it occurs to her that he is, in fact, trying to tease her, she finds herself suddenly bubbling in laughter, soft and surprised. a hand comes up to cover her mouth in a rather demure gesture, but she seems quite delighted despite. ]
I would love that, [ she finally responds, feeling warm. as if she'd somehow managed to accomplish something grand. ] Maybe you could join me in a dance, too.
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he manages a smile in return, though it might be a little hidden as he ducks his head toward his breakfast. it does feel... nice. to start to connect to someone. it feels as if it's been a long time since he's done that. )
We'll have to see. I can't claim to be much of a dancer, I'd hate to slow you down. ( still, the idea of helping her find a place to practice her talent makes him feel good. as good as he can feel. ) Today, then.
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Don't worry about that, [ she assures him. ] I'm not that good of a dancer, anyway. [ it's a bit of a lie, but not one she's all that conscious of. as perceptive as olivia can be, she is rather woefully dense about herself and her skills. ]
But I haven't danced with a partner in some time, either... it'll just be nice to move like that again, and share that experience.
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Then I'd be happy to.
( it's a way for them to get closer, and even though they've been roommates for a few weeks now, there are still some nerves between them. each day it'll get a little easier. it's not an ideal situation, but the fact she offered her space to him means a lot. )