Ashley & Mr Darcy
"I think that it will take me a considerably long time to even begin to adjust to..." he gestured vaguely about the room. There was next to nothing familiar about it, even though in essence it was exactly the same as the balls back in England.
He frowned a little as she complimented him again. God, she'd done it twice now, and he'd said absolutely nothing about her appearance, but he was so distracted by her legs that he was afraid if he opened his mouth it would either be incredibly offensive as he tried to downplay the effect on him, or exceptionally lewd if he drew more attention to it than necessary. He had no idea what the middle ground was. What would he say if she were just a pleasing looking girl in Meryton? "Um... thank you... you... your hair is now very straight," he told her. Was that a compliment? It was just a statement of fact, really.
He gave her a sharp nod, and even a small smile just for a moment. "Thank you, Miss Sully."