Re: Howard/Sookie
Howard frowned, wondering if perhaps the alcohol was affecting her abilities, as he was thinking about how to help her, create something that could shield her from the cacophony of thoughts that surrounded her. But again he pushed that all down, smiling as he rounded the bar and took her hand.
"My dearest Sookie," he said, lifting her hand to his lips and pressing a gentle kiss to it, his eyes still on hers. "Believe me when I say my desire to dance with you has absolutely nothing to do with testing your brain." He turned and lead her away from the bar. "And everything to do with just... dancing."