He laughs a little self-consciously at that, shy in the face of her confidence, and drops his eyes again.
"Food and flowers I suppose," he admits, hesitating before lifting his eyes again. "Although perhaps that means I have been missing other things."
There's a flurry of white fur suddenly by their feet and, on closer inspect, the fur has a face.
"Lily!" Lancelot exclaims, and reaches out to catch the collar of the Samoyed who has rather ruined his attempt to be charming by somewhat out-charming him. She bounces between them, tail wagging, and he laughs helplessly as he persuades her to sit. "Forgive me, she is a little excited by all this. Ah -- Lancelot," he adds, frees a hand up to offer her a little sheepishly.
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"Food and flowers I suppose," he admits, hesitating before lifting his eyes again. "Although perhaps that means I have been missing other things."
There's a flurry of white fur suddenly by their feet and, on closer inspect, the fur has a face.
"Lily!" Lancelot exclaims, and reaches out to catch the collar of the Samoyed who has rather ruined his attempt to be charming by somewhat out-charming him. She bounces between them, tail wagging, and he laughs helplessly as he persuades her to sit. "Forgive me, she is a little excited by all this. Ah -- Lancelot," he adds, frees a hand up to offer her a little sheepishly.