He didn't let go of the small hand in his, even when she turned him around. "Here I am, then," he asked gently, taking her other hand. She looked fragile and uncertain, so he smiled at her and hoped it helped to settle her. "And I am indeed amazed."
She was a clever one, and she knew it, but it wasn't the brilliance he loved about her. It was something else entirely.
"You look just like I imagined you would," he said. Sweet. Adorable, actually. And as playful as she seemed in that metal craft.