{‘her eyes momentarily flicker to your hand, drawn by the movement; the pallor of your skin is unlike any other that she has seen— the usual faint flush of crimson lacking thereof. but she chooses not to press and instead smiles in return, her own eyes crinkling.} Ah, would you be so kind as to do so? I’ll repay you with a cup, if you’re a coffee kind of guy.
{'with a slight nod of his head, the male marks his steps as he spins back around to his general direction; he soon glances to the side to manage a low chuckle upon the other's offer, shaking his head just slightly.} Ah, but this is just a trivial form of courtesy that anyone could offer— I believe such kindness is too extensive as a form of gratitude. {'a faint hum parts his lips stained with the color of wine, raising his arm to run a hand through his bangs that curtained his view;} How about I take this chance to ask if you will be of company while I get a cup of coffee myself, then? {'his slits narrow a bit along with his suggestion, his smile subtle but still apparent upon his lips;}