Hushed Willows diamond child [festival]

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The man raised his brow, realising the woman didn't know the common tongue well.
He'd left his past; otherwise, he wouldn't have time for this and move on. He was different now.
"It means you're attractive and I want to know you more."  He smiled, friendly with that hint of flirtation.
He licked his lips -- he couldn't be nervous for sure.

He nodded, at least she was enjoying herself here but it seemed she wanted more. Attention perhaps. He had time for giving this woman attention, of course. 
"Indeed. I'm sure those who invited us have something planned."  He looked to her like she was the first flower of spring; affection and flirtation in his gaze,
"What were you hoping to do, miss? I'm sure we could find a way to make your wishes reality."
His eyes danced with his meaning. Should she take him up on his offer, unlikely, but he would of course try. Certainly, if it meant she was happier. He just had to remember not to press himself upon her. 
He wasn't that man anymore.