[Did he just hear what? The woman in front of him seemed to be smiling, yet she said such harsh thing to him. The 'hard to get' type, he perceived. Lancer leaned back and offered his right hand to shake. Giving that 'glittering looks and sparkling confidence'.]
Well, ain't hurt catchin' each other names, aye? I'm Lancer. It's my honor to meet you.
[Of course, now he's trying to hold the statue's hand. Don't torture him that much.]
apology not accepted :D
Well, ain't hurt catchin' each other names, aye? I'm Lancer. It's my honor to meet you.
[Of course, now he's trying to hold the statue's hand. Don't torture him that much.]