He blinks in surprise at that, lowers his eyes shyly after a second and hides an embarrassed smile by taking a sip of his drink.
"I don't think you need the excuse, although I am sure Lily appreciates it."
She does. She's busy flopping onto her side and generally making a somewhat ridiculous display of begging for affection.
"Should I be offering to buy you some coffee at this point?"
The question is a little hesitant, shy, because Lancelot -- in truth -- never really knows what to do when people approach him so overtly. Not that people don't flirt with him, they do, but honestly a lot of them time he doesn't really realise they're serious. He playfully flirts a lot himself, but he doesn't mean much by it. Boldness tends to through him a little for a loop.
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"I don't think you need the excuse, although I am sure Lily appreciates it."
She does. She's busy flopping onto her side and generally making a somewhat ridiculous display of begging for affection.
"Should I be offering to buy you some coffee at this point?"
The question is a little hesitant, shy, because Lancelot -- in truth -- never really knows what to do when people approach him so overtly. Not that people don't flirt with him, they do, but honestly a lot of them time he doesn't really realise they're serious. He playfully flirts a lot himself, but he doesn't mean much by it. Boldness tends to through him a little for a loop.