Nodding as Maeve explained the situation in Torchline, Amun smiled at her. [say]"Thank you."[/say] Taking a sip from his wine, he eyed the small hint of the tattoo she revealed. Tracing the path she described up her body, he cocked his head to one side. [say]"How long did that take?"[/say]
As she apologized, he grinned and shook his head. [say]"No need to apologize. It's not your fault the world is going mad all around us."[/say] Chuckling, he shrugged one shoulder. [say]"Now that I have made the situation sufficiently awkward, why don't I promise to steer clear of such sensitive topics for the rest of the night."[/say] He shot her a wink.
As she apologized, he grinned and shook his head. [say]"No need to apologize. It's not your fault the world is going mad all around us."[/say] Chuckling, he shrugged one shoulder. [say]"Now that I have made the situation sufficiently awkward, why don't I promise to steer clear of such sensitive topics for the rest of the night."[/say] He shot her a wink.
