Re: rooftop; wandering
"It is acceptable. Are you enjoying it?" A vague motion toward the stairs that led back to the garish festivities, though he didn't really care. He got the impression that she would be more interesting if she was bleeding.
He naturally noted that sneaky little step of retreat and advanced to make up for lost ground. "I'd like to hear more." Yes, over tea, and then they could adjourn back to the shadows for some more sharing. "Who have you been looking for?" Very, very curious. He needed to know, although he couldn't really pinpoint why, and without thinking, he reached out and brought a hand to her arm. The pinch of his reaper fingers guiding her away from the roof's railing, as if his true concern was in her falling off. Good Samaritan, that was him.