[Allura does, indeed, stand up to follow the owner of this tiny place. She can't help it as she tries (and barely succeeds) not to laugh at how endearing the nervousness is. Goodness, it isn't as though she's a vampire and going to suck his blood or anything. Just the new person! So why is he the nervous one?
And she completely misses the potential gay panic and budding crush signs. Good job, sweetie.
She smiles back reassuringly. See? Biggest threat is possibly bumping elbows or something. Though she looks between Lance and the stool in the corner that requires some repairs. It may not be an electronic device, yet it still gets some gears going.
... Maybe when they come back after checking out the desert. She looks back to Lance and nods.] Thank you. [She accepts it gladly, still thinking of possibly helping repair the poor thing in the corner while asking:] So, what would you like some help with?
[Prep or...? She knows her way around a kitchen knife.]
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And she completely misses the potential gay panic and budding crush signs. Good job, sweetie.
She smiles back reassuringly. See? Biggest threat is possibly bumping elbows or something. Though she looks between Lance and the stool in the corner that requires some repairs. It may not be an electronic device, yet it still gets some gears going.
... Maybe when they come back after checking out the desert. She looks back to Lance and nods.] Thank you. [She accepts it gladly, still thinking of possibly helping repair the poor thing in the corner while asking:] So, what would you like some help with?
[Prep or...? She knows her way around a kitchen knife.]