[Oh, she's aware of that. Once Dairine manages to compose herself again (other than the blush, which stubbornly remains), she gives them a small smile.]
Sure. I'd love to.
[She moves to sit down on one of the blankets, somewhat closer to Galadriel than her husband. Sorry Celeborn -- it's nothing person, but she still doesn't know you that well.]
Turns out I was late after all. u_u,
Sure. I'd love to.
[She moves to sit down on one of the blankets, somewhat closer to Galadriel than her husband. Sorry Celeborn -- it's nothing person, but she still doesn't know you that well.]