her own hand quickly slipped into his as she was firmly pulling him back, a soft grasp on his whilst her gaze remained steady. a crowd of people was rushing by. “careful..”
Exercised, coolly controlled, within moments of her watchful note of ensuring he didn’t lead to an awkward mess, a new lesson was being found all the same. Initially from their meet he found her to be a woman of very few words, understandable enough. His judge of character never pertains to solely assumption, rather, the unfurled discoveries that mishap and success can come to bring to the table. As the small crowd trots past during a high hour (likely sells upon their favorite hit stalls), it leaves him owlishly blinking at that moment of carelessness.
Well, could’ve been carelessness, thankfully she took the measure in ensuring it wouldn’t of been a noted debacle. “Sharp eye. Guess this is my price for indulging so much in the vocal range, no?” Thoma mentions while aligning up by Shenhe’s side, a gentle squeeze being returned to her hand in a semblance of gratitude. ‘For someone who doesn’t seem to enjoy the social heaviness, they have a keen eye... That crowd I considered was about to head by slower, to think that subtle shift would’ve prompted that kind of quickness.’
It wouldn’t be long before the small signs of a bigger round of a rush hour skips by. This time, he’d be the gentle guide, using their joined in hands in order to draw her onward, there happens to be a new idea that snapped into focus. “So! If you don’t mind of course, how about a small detour away from the strict business standpoint? Are you familiar with fireworks? It’s a small indulgence that’s always a treat on the eyes, I’d like to offer that up as a small thank you. Though, a good meal is always an option too, just to show I appreciate not becoming a road pizza there.”