Pass ( lemme throw sozal at u :> )
Make A Pass! || Accepting || @rust-and-revolution
9: Asking them out on a date
Cairis stared up (and up, and up) at Sozal in astonishment.
She needed to hear it again. “Could you repeat that?”
A blush dusted his cheeks which interacted with his stripes in an interesting way, but he readily repeated himself with a smile.
“Would you be interested in having dinner with me?” he asked. “There’s a great restaurant on Tertiary Ring that’s just right for a date. It isn’t a club and it isn’t a family environment - no kids, ya know? It’s a good place to go to have a meal and get to know someone.”
Cairis’ ears flicked repeatedly. “To be clear: you’re asking me on a date? You want to date me?”
Sozal’s blush faded; his smile intensified. “I really do. I’ve been thinking about it ever since you took that class with me to test your medic skills, but I didn’t want to seem like a creep.”
She laughed, amazed. “I don’t think you could be a creep if you tried.” She laughed again, sighed, and smiled up at him. “Yes. Let’s go on a date together.”
Sozal grinned. “Great! Fourth quintant, third cycle?”
She nodded. “I’ll be free then. I’ll make sure of it.”
“Me, too. I’ll come pick you up.”
“You’d be going out of your way. I can meet you--”
She stopped talking when he bent down toward her. He slid a hand down her arm, caught hold of her hand, and lifted it so he could press a chaste kiss to the back of her hand.
“I’m sure,” Sozal said, voice quiet and firm.
Cairis smiled, utterly pleased with the situation - and with Sozal.
