[Gorthan smiles, as he sips his tea. He might not be the best at displaying what he feels, but he's really happy to have found Minnie here, and there's a certain glint in his eyes that definitely gives it away.]
... It's my first Valentine's Day as an earthling. I thought... I thought I would be miserable, and spend all day consumed by feelings of envy towards what I cannot hope to ever have.
[At which he turns to look at all the couples sitting together in the bar. ... A certain thought strikes him - my, my, don't Minnie and Gorthan look a lot like they may be one of them right now - but he brushes it off with a small, silent laugh.]
... But... that is not what is happening. And how could it happen? The atmosphere is simply exhilarating. Contagiously so. And...
[He shifts his gaze again, now staring directly into Minnie's eyes.]
... I am overwhelmed by such beauty.
[... He has no idea why he's doing it, but he extends a hand, and suddenly his fingers are playing with Minnie's hair, feeling its texture and adjusting locks into composure.]
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2012-02-15 03:03 (UTC)[Gorthan smiles, as he sips his tea. He might not be the best at displaying what he feels, but he's really happy to have found Minnie here, and there's a certain glint in his eyes that definitely gives it away.]
... It's my first Valentine's Day as an earthling. I thought... I thought I would be miserable, and spend all day consumed by feelings of envy towards what I cannot hope to ever have.
[At which he turns to look at all the couples sitting together in the bar. ... A certain thought strikes him - my, my, don't Minnie and Gorthan look a lot like they may be one of them right now - but he brushes it off with a small, silent laugh.]
... But... that is not what is happening. And how could it happen? The atmosphere is simply exhilarating. Contagiously so. And...
[He shifts his gaze again, now staring directly into Minnie's eyes.]
... I am overwhelmed by such beauty.
[... He has no idea why he's doing it, but he extends a hand, and suddenly his fingers are playing with Minnie's hair, feeling its texture and adjusting locks into composure.]