[She laughs softly, sweeping her eyes across the group almost as if she had been commanded. It started to make sense to her. She and Mamoru had grown to be able to easily tell what the other was thinking. (for the most part) ] She stood on her tippy-toes and leaned in to whisper into his ear.]
But with how you look, there's no way you can end up looking suspicious. [She knew that Mamoru was a bit self-conscious about how "un-manly" he looked at times. But she wanted to assure him in a way that was certain to help at a time like this. She let her her hand trail downtime front of his chest briefly, the corner of her mouth quirking upward. [She plastered a grin on her face to make it seem from the outside as if she had simply been whispering sweet nothings to her date. She had always liked how Mamoru looked, quite a lot actually. But she knew he never had so much as a passing positive thought for himself.
As she drew away, she began to adjust her step to a small cocktail lounge area that stood outside of the main ballroom. It was secluded enough to allow for observation, but not far enough away to arouse suspicion.]
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She stood on her tippy-toes and leaned in to whisper into his ear.]
But with how you look, there's no way you can end up looking suspicious. [She knew that Mamoru was a bit self-conscious about how "un-manly" he looked at times. But she wanted to assure him in a way that was certain to help at a time like this. She let her her hand trail downtime front of his chest briefly, the corner of her mouth quirking upward.
[She plastered a grin on her face to make it seem from the outside as if she had simply been whispering sweet nothings to her date. She had always liked how Mamoru looked, quite a lot actually. But she knew he never had so much as a passing positive thought for himself.
As she drew away, she began to adjust her step to a small cocktail lounge area that stood outside of the main ballroom. It was secluded enough to allow for observation, but not far enough away to arouse suspicion.]